117: Life is unpredictable; the large intestine encloses the small intestine.

The communication ended.

Zhang Sheng focused his mind and continued to refine the Profound Light Shield.

The cultivation progress of this defensive Spell was indeed much faster than the sharp and murderous Sand Blast Funeral.

“As for the threat of the Parasitic God Insect Emperor, let others deal with that headache! Anyway, I've already stalled for a week.”

Judging by the Insect Emperor's near-showdown "threat" this time, it was clearly at its wits' end.

Fierce on the surface, but a compromise underneath.

Having figured this out, Zhang Sheng felt a bit more at ease.

“Roar—!”

A dragon's roar that could pierce clouds and shatter rocks suddenly rang out.

Zhang Sheng's figure flickered, and he had already darted out of the window.

He saw Wing Heaven's massive dragon body circling high in the sky.

“Master! I have good news to report!” Wing Heaven's thoughts carried excitement.

“Good news?” Zhang Sheng's brow twitched slightly, feeling a bit surprised, “Wing Heaven, speak quickly!”

“Master, the Clan Chief of the Earth-Splitting Rock Centipede clan, Cracked Skin, wants to submit to you!”

“What?!” Zhang Sheng's pupils constricted, and his figure instantly rose, flying in front of Wing Heaven's massive head.

“Is this true? Is there any trickery involved?”

Wing Heaven flapped its giant wings blankly: “Master, what is... trickery?”

“Never mind, asking you is useless.” Zhang Sheng shook his head. With a slight thought, he sensed through the Slave Seal and confirmed that what Wing Heaven said was true.

“Where is Cracked Skin now? Take me there!”

“Master, it is waiting for you on an island near Hei Sha's habitat.”

“Good grief, they're all gathered together!” Zhang Sheng was speechless. Could it be that Wing Heaven and Hei Sha said something to that centipede spirit?

“Master, it's on that island below!”

His Divine Sense swept across the beach below like a tide. A three-hundred-meter-long behemoth lay dormant beneath it, its aura thick and powerful.

“Cracked Skin, show yourself!” Zhang Sheng's Divine Sense transmission was like a thunderclap in its ears.

Boom! The beach collapsed in response, revealing a winding deep trench.

A hideous and massive centipede-shaped Yao Beast burst out of the ground and soared into the sky! Its size was even more terrifying than Wing Heaven's; no wonder it could cause such a commotion.

“Hehe, Human Lord,” the giant centipede spoke in human tongue, its voice carrying flattery, “This humble Cracked Skin is willing to lead the entire clan to submit to you! I only ask that you leave a path of survival for my Earth-Splitting Rock Centipede clan!”

Its head was lowered, its posture extremely humble.

Zhang Sheng felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

Among these Yao Beasts of Mochong Star, there were quite a few from the surrenderist faction.

No wonder the civilization they belonged to failed to pass the trial of the Lord of the Universe.

Although they were "deceased civilization samples" replicated by the Lord of the Universe for the trial of new civilizations, in the perception of Cracked Skin and the others, they were living "original owners" with complete memories and characteristics.

The continuity of memory made them no different from their "true selves."

Splash! Hei Sha also leaped out of the sea at the appropriate time.

“The rules, I presume Hei Sha and Wing Heaven have already informed you,” Zhang Sheng's tone was indifferent and brooked no argument.

“Fuse with this bead without the slightest resistance. Otherwise, your Soul and body will be extinguished!” A light flashed between his brows, and a mysterious slave seal bead shot out, sinking into Cracked Skin's massive head.

The Fusion was completed instantly!

Zhang Sheng immediately sensed the existence of Cracked Skin's Soul core. With just a single thought, he could trigger the Slave Seal and crush its Soul along with the mark.

“Master! Cracked Skin is willing to be your slave forever and be loyal to you!” The giant centipede's voice was full of awe.

“Very good!” Zhang Sheng nodded with satisfaction.

This was the twelfth slave seal bead he had refined.

At this moment, he clearly felt the heavy burden on his Soul—it was nearing its limit.

This Profound Pearl Thought Knotting Art could theoretically control eighty-one slaves, but his own Soul strength was not yet sufficient to support that.

After a brief inquiry, Cracked Skin indeed did not know where the Parasitic God Insect Emperor's main body was hidden.

Zhang Sheng immediately ordered it to move all Earth-Splitting Rock Centipedes to the underground of the Sahara Desert.

The submission of the Earth-Splitting Rock Centipedes was like pulling the rug out from under the enemy, directly crushing the Parasitic God Insect Emperor's comeback plan to pieces!

This was truly a pleasant surprise within a pleasant surprise!

Zhang Sheng flipped his hand and took out three jade bottles, each containing nine blood-red pills.

The jade bottles turned into streaks of light, flying towards the three Yao Beasts respectively.

“Wing Heaven, you did well in this matter!” Zhang Sheng praised, “These are blood essence pills, a reward for you!”

Wing Heaven used its claws to flick open the bottle stopper. A thick, tangible fragrance of essence medicine instantly filled the air, making it squint its dragon eyes in intoxication.

For a Yao Beast, this precious pill containing surging flesh and blood essence was no different from a divine medicine!

The threat of the Parasitic God Insect Emperor was now completely eradicated!

All its schemes had come to nothing.

“I wonder which corner that Great Ink Worm is hiding in and wailing right now?” A hint of mockery flashed in Zhang Sheng's eyes, “Wait a few more days, until Irene divines your nest... let's see where else you can flee!”

...The moment several Spirit-Entrapping Worms lurking inside Qi Sea Realm Earth-Splitting Rock Centipedes lost contact simultaneously, the Parasitic God Insect Emperor felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar!

After confirming the defection of the entire Earth-Splitting Rock Centipede clan, despair, like the thickest ink, completely submerged it.

“It's over...”

“It's all over...”

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“Why are you all doing this to me?!!”

In some unknown dark corner, the Parasitic God Insect Emperor—Great Ink Worm—let out a heart-wrenching wail.

“It's because of you bunch of useless trash who can't be helped! Lady Queen was dragged down by you!”

“I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!!”

It froze in place, as if pressed into the bottom of a lake of ten-thousand-year-old profound ice by an invisible giant hand; the bone-chilling cold froze its thoughts.

Clearly... clearly it was only one step away!

As long as the humans agreed to its "request," it would have a way to usher in the Queen's descent!

By then, the entire Earth would become the Hive's possession!

The fruit of victory seemed within reach, even its sweet juices flowing in its imagination... yet it was personally knocked into the dust by that idiot Cracked Skin!

Suddenly—

A bloody stench so thick it was nauseating, like a solid curtain, completely enveloped the space where the Parasitic God Insect Emperor was hiding.

A gentle, polite, and even slightly elegant Divine Sense fluctuation clearly entered its consciousness:

“Dear Parasitic God Insect Emperor, Your Excellency, why not come out and meet us?”

The voice was refined and cultured, yet it carried an irresistible penetrating power.

A worm, barely a foot long and a bizarre black-gold color, very reluctantly crawled out from the excretory cavity of a wild African elephant.

No one would have thought that the dignified Insect Emperor would hide in such a place!

Seeing the three figures outside standing in a triangular formation, sealing off all its paths of retreat, the Parasitic God Insect Emperor knew it was completely caught.

Its main body was weak, and its frontal combat power was far inferior to that of a powerful Yao Beast.

Since the opponent was prepared, the Spirit-Entrapping Worms it relied on for sneak attacks would be of no use.

The leader was a tall man with shiny hair parted in a three-seven ratio, a pair of reflective gold-rimmed round glasses obscuring his eyes, and a sharp suit paired with a crimson tie.

A neurotic smile hung at the corners of his mouth, and he elegantly swirled an empty goblet in his hand.

To his left was a person completely shrouded in a crimson robe, emitting a suffocating scent of blood.

His lips were extremely thin but exceptionally red, and deep in his pupils, there seemed to be a point of eternal blood-light, eerie and bizarre.

The last one was, surprisingly, Irene.

Her face was slightly pale, and her eyes were complex.

“Thank you for your hard work, Irene,” the leading white man—Leon—said gently, “Rest well now. In the future... you won't need to show your face anymore.”

Irene nodded in silence, knowing she had no power to resist.

She hadn't revealed the full truth to Zhang Sheng: after cultivating the Profound Pearl Thought Knotting Art, her Mental Energy had far surpassed what it was before.

She didn't need to know a true name; she only needed a Puppet corpse that had once been controlled by the Parasitic God Insect Emperor.

Relying on the faint aura remaining on it,

It was enough for her to complete a precise divination of the Insect Emperor's main body!

“Respected Parasitic God Insect Emperor, Your Excellency,” Leon bowed slightly, his movements as standard as a textbook, “Please allow me to introduce myself.”

“I am Leon.” He looked up, the gaze behind his lenses inscrutable, “With twelve-thousandths of sincerity, I hope to... cooperate with Your Excellency.”

Cooperate? The Parasitic God Insect Emperor's heart jumped! In a desperate situation, a turning point appeared?

“Hmm...” It tried to maintain the last shred of imperial arrogance,

“Since you are so well-mannered, this Emperor... shall grant it.”

“Clap, clap, clap!” Leon applauded happily, his smile becoming even brighter,

“Julian, offer our distinguished guest the best 'hospitality'!”

The eerie man in the red robe behind him—Julian—

Expressionlessly drew a uniquely shaped bone dagger from his waist and stabbed it into his own heart without hesitation!

Puchi! A thick, viscous essence blood emitting an eerie red light gushed out.

It did not spill but condensed in the air into a fist-sized, pulsating blood sphere,

And landed steadily into the goblet in Leon's hand.

Julian pulled out the dagger, and the wound on his chest healed instantly without leaving a trace, as if it had never happened.

“Lord Insect Emperor,” Leon smiled,

Handing the goblet filled with eerie blood forward,

“For the smooth start of our great cooperation... please drink this cup to the dregs!”