The little black wyrm showed no fear of the King Insect, despite the latter being countless times larger than itself.
It slowly crawled up before the King Insect, then let out several faint cries.
"Wuh-oh."
"Goo..."
"Wuh-wuh!"
"Goo."
After what appeared to be a fairly friendly exchange, the quicksand gathered around Yang Yuanhong gradually dispersed.
He also sensed the killing intent on the King Insect slowly fading away.
Achieving this first step was already a good thing. Only after making it lower its guard could there be any possibility of further negotiation.
In truth, a large part of the reason the King Insect had chosen to yield was that it had not eaten spirit ore for a long time.
With its current energy reserves, if it fought a fierce battle against the human cultivator before it, even if it ultimately won, it would face the risk of degeneration afterward.
Thus, after learning from the little black wyrm that the other party had not come to hunt it, it temporarily dismissed the thought of continuing the fight.
Speaking of which, the thought process of this King Insect, whose intelligence was still shallow, was simply too naïve.
It had only encountered Yang Yuanhong today. If other human cultivators had deliberately plotted against it, it truly might have been captured alive.
"Ask it why it brought its clan here."
"Wuh."
With the little black wyrm relaying messages between them, Yang Yuanhong and the King Insect were able to communicate briefly.
From the information relayed by the little black wyrm, Yang Yuanhong learned that this spirit insect leader had brought its clan to this barren land in search of spirit ore as food.
"Spirit ore? This should have something to do with the Immortal Venerable."
The moment he heard that they had come