Chapter 1658 - 658: Ancestor Worm’s Swan Song, Insect Emperor Opens the Door

Chapter 1658: Chapter 658: Ancestor Worm’s Swan Song, Insect Emperor Opens the Door

Hong Dao’s body resembled a charred old tree, cracking and falling apart after squeezing out its last bit of vitality.

He completely abandoned his physical shell, which had become a burden to him; his consciousness spiritual light was brighter than before, with a green lotus rising and falling within it.

Originally, he thought he had a chance to change his destiny.

But now, his brows were deeply furrowed; the Star Sea Silver Lotus had been burnt, and its remaining potency was far lower than he had imagined.

This immortal elixir was usually watered with Heavenly Light, Worldly Flowing Fire, and Power of Stars, extremely resilient, not just a Big Medicine, but capable of being refined into an Exotic Treasure.

Even so, it was destroyed. This happened despite it being stored in an Exotic Metal Treasure Bottle, which provided protection.

One can only imagine how terrifying it was to pry open the mysterious "gate" using the soul as a medium, disregarding the Forbidden Land and arrays along the way, piercing through endless darkness and forcefully paving a path.

Hong Dao engaged in spiritual breathing, inhaling the divine material from between heaven and earth.

He was well aware that even swallowing the entire Star Sea Silver Lotus was futile.

It was merely a remnant of medicine, unable to pull him out of a dying state.

"However, in the end, a turning point has arrived, and the Pure Yang Consciousness will not suddenly extinguish," Hong Dao secured ample time for a decisive battle against his opponent.

For now, the only thing he needed to do was to eliminate his opponent, take root in his body, and achieve rebirth through borrowing the body.

Hong Dao’s spirit was highly tense, more cautious than when facing his most terrifying old rival ever, treating this battle as the ultimate clash of his life.

Neither side rushed to attack, both knowing that once initiated, the impact would be of a magnitude that could shatter stones and break the sky, and although it might not decide life and death in one strike, it was close.

At this moment, Qin Ming donned the Golden Silk Jade Robe.

Not only that, but All Laws Resonated, and the various traits within the Chaos Force were activated by him.

He maintained the strongest battle state, even using resonance techniques, trying to capture the slightest ripples of the divine soul emanating from his opponent.

He was well aware that the desperate counterattack of such an old monster would inevitably be extremely fierce, deserving every bit of cautiousness.

"Which secret technique would be most suitable to use?"

Although Hong Dao was proficient in various top-tier Miao Techniques and Mystic Sect Scriptures, at this moment, he was still pondering over exactly what kind of taboo means should be employed to absolutely kill his opponent.

This realm fell into an eerie silence.

This suffocating atmosphere reminded Hong Dao of the time when he had a narrow escape from death, stepping into the Eighth Realm and barely retaining his original life form, drenched in blood--it was truly difficult.

He chuckled silently to himself; isn’t it just death?

Facing a Fifth Realm newcomer, why am I still hesitating?

In an instant, a spiritual light flashed in his mind, and he knew what means he should use.

There was another terrifying opponent lurking in this place, one that needed to be cut down together.

The Supreme Technique was the final song of a Forbidden Creature on this shore before its death, recorded by the Tao Stone, giving Hong Dao, who was on the other shore, a fortunate opportunity to comprehend it.

Hong Dao couldn’t just prepare one move; he had already foreseen two scenarios: either he would die and curtain fall, or he would succeed in defying the heavens and changing his fate.

Suddenly, Qin Ming took the initiative.

For an instant, the Tao Rhythm became boundless and suddenly shook violently, disrupting the order of heaven and earth.

Qin Ming didn’t know what kind of killer move this old monster was brewing, but he knew his state was very poor, his lifespan short, and his divine soul exceptionally old, so he chose to exacerbate the deterioration of the great environment.

In the Land of Ten Thousand Dragon Burial, he had seen the Two Puppets use such methods.

In the Doushuai Temple realm, during a contest for Exotic Gold Cloth with Luo Shaohua of the Blood Profound City Organization, he had also seen his opponent use similar rough techniques that he had coveted for a long time.

These days, he had initially explored part of the Method.

At this moment, Qin Ming didn’t need to incite a complete frenzy of the heavenly Tao Rhythm; a slight interference was enough to pose a lethal risk to such an old monster.

Sure enough, the Tao Rhythm suddenly surged. Although it lasted only a moment, it still caused Hong Dao’s divine soul to fluctuate violently, making him spout spiritual blood.

"This heaven and earth... are very unfriendly to me!" Hong Dao’s heart felt dread.

It had to be said, this old monster was terrifyingly strong; although suddenly wounded, he regained stability in an instant.

He no longer hesitated either, executing the Supreme Technique.

His divine soul dimmed, as a large amount of Pure Yang Consciousness Power was being drained, even the green lotus rooted in the spiritual field was losing its essence qi.

A hazy Strange Insect manifested, crouching on the green lotus, suddenly flapping its wings, issuing a cry of exceptional sharpness and despair, extremely terrifying, resonating through heaven and earth.

Even in the Land of Fate Change, on different paths, within various checkpoints, many people heard it and immediately felt a splitting headache as if their Pure Yang Consciousness was about to shatter.

"Ancestor Worm?" Meng Zhiyu was deeply shocked; she had not yet left, hovering in the distance, and upon hearing this cry, immediately made this conjecture.

Although incredibly far away, those breaking through the checkpoints felt the impact to some extent, so one could only imagine what kind of ordeal Qin Ming was experiencing in the actual battlefield.

He activated the Silk Scripture, surrounded by dozens of divine rings, like a Divine King coming into the world, initially making all laws hard to invade.

But now, a mysterious power in the form of tangible ripples penetrated, piercing through his Protective Light Screen, with even the Chaos Force unable to block it entirely.

At this moment, Qin Ming felt a sense of despair from his opponent.

He seemed to see an insect, struggling towards the heavens amidst the desolate autumn.

However, the autumn wind cuts down leaves, annihilates all insects; it couldn’t possibly withstand the Great Trend.

"Ancestor Insect’s Cry!"

Qin Ming had an epiphany, realizing the kind of ultimate skill he had encountered.

This was a means of the Forbidden Domain; what he initially witnessed was merely the surface.