Night Without End

Chapter 1607: Chapter 643: Yi Ming

The Emperor Insect’s face was completely covered by Black Gold Armor, with only a pair of golden pupils emitting a piercing beam, aggressive and sharp.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the scene turned cold.

In the hall, even the lamp held by the dragon’s mouth on the massive coiled dragon pillar dimmed slightly, and the incense mist exhaled from the beak of the bronze Immortal Crane halted in mid-air.

The top powers in Yao Guang Immortal City, like the Bai Family, Ji Family, and Mu Family’s high-ranking members, all stepped out to exchange pleasantries and ease the tension, preventing the cold scene.

In the distance, Meng Zhiyu wore a purple long dress, which highlighted her curvaceous figure more perfectly. Her snow-white slender hand held a sparkling goblet, saying nothing more, just raised it slightly to the Emperor Insect in a gesture.

Her poised demeanor effortlessly defused the tense situation, forming two extremes with the Emperor Insect, along with her unmatched beauty, easily winning favor.

The clinks of glasses and heated discussions began again, some people welcomed the Emperor Insect, while more moved towards Meng Zhiyu.

"That’s the Emperor Insect, known only by name, never seen. It rarely emerges once in a thousand years."

Many gazes fell on the young man donned in Black Gold Armor, surrounded by a group of old seniors. They were curious and awe-inspired, eager to explore.

"Showing up armored in such a gathering, tension is clearly high. Could there be a fight with the Dream Insect?"

"Probably not."

"Is this a powerful race or did some Strange Insects evolve into the terrifying realm and transform into Emperor Insects?"

Many people whispered, secretly exchanging thoughts, finding the Emperor Insect too mysterious.

It’s hard to imagine there are Ancestor Worms above the Emperor Insects.

And above Ancestor Worms, there are Dao Insects.

"An Ancestor Worm, unimaginable, able to subdue all Strange Insects, a true forbidden species, according to existing records, hasn’t emerged for at least five thousand years."

Regarding Dao Insects, even quite a number of old monsters hold skepticism—do they truly exist? It’s hard to say.

"Meng Zhiyu is truly stunning, actually defeated the higher-ranked Emperor Insect."

"If according to the species ’leap theory,’ she might eventually transform into an Ancestor Worm."

Many eyes looked toward the dignified, elegant woman in the scene, whose beauty was unparalleled, standing calmly and easily among Grandmaster Level figures.

Some shook their heads, saying, "I don’t believe the species transformation theory."

According to legend, an Ancestor Worm is omnipotent, having a supreme status, with other Strange Insects unable to challenge it.

"Whether it’s the Emperor Insect or Dream Insect, neither should be its opponent."

"That might not be the case; looking back at long history, Dream Insects, Emperor Insects, Ancestor Worms all have served as supreme Insect Emperor, the gap shouldn’t be as big as you imagine."

"That’s because the Ancestor Worm hasn’t emerged, allowing Dream Insects and Emperor Insects to vie for the Insect Emperor position."

"How do you know the Ancestor Worm hasn’t emerged in five thousand years? Perhaps it appeared quietly at some point, defeated by other Strange Insects, making the clan lie dormant."

Immediately, someone stopped this kind of conversation, saying, "Silence, such matters shouldn’t be spoken recklessly!"

Because the legends about Ancestor Worms are too legendary and terrifying to be discussed lightly.

In front of a person-high stone brick, Zhou Tian pondered with furrowed brows. As a Great Saint, he naturally possessed extraordinary Talent, but when faced with text resembling Ghost Talismans, he couldn’t comprehend a thing.

"Is this the Heavenly Book?" he wondered.

Even the most difficult True Scripture, he should be able to glean a bit.

An elder from the Traveler Civilization stepped up, saying, "This Heavenly Book can usually only be displayed once every ten years. Counting the time, it’s only been eight years since it last appeared, so it’s an exception."

The stone bricks have been dug up only a few hundred years ago, with none able to understand them within their ranks. It’s only in the last hundred years that they’ve been shown to outsiders.

Mu Shiniang stepped forward, sitting cross-legged before the stone brick.

He mastered the Wheel of Time, entered the Time Domain, possessing Law Power far exceeding ordinary understanding.

He touched the stone brick with his hand, infused with threads of Power of Time, as if tracing the past, exploring something.

The elder from the Traveler Civilization raised an eyebrow, saying, "Be gentle, do not damage the Heavenly Book."

"Rest assured," Mu Shiniang replied.

The number trying to comprehend decreased, while those gathered to watch increased.

"Oh, Daoist Peng is also stepping in to understand."

The leading figure of the young generation of the Heavenly Clan stood before the stone brick wearing a Yin Yang Taoist Robe, solemnly, with yin yang patterns interweaving in his eyes, Thunder Seal Runes shining.

Qin Ming and Niu Wuwei were also nearby, watching from outside the crowd.

"Little Ji, these two are...," said a man appearing to be around thirty, noticing Qin Ming and Niu Wuwei, then looking towards Ji Xingran.

"These are Great Saint Zhou’s two sworn brothers," Ji Xingran seriously introduced.

It was evident he was quite respectful to this man.

"This man is Wen Lingxi’s father, a Great Grandmaster," Ji Xingran quietly informed the two Great Saints beside him.

Qin Ming was astonished, that the father-daughter duo was remarkable; one is the foremost talent of the entire Earth Realm, the other already a Great Grandmaster, with impressive family heritage.

The youthful-faced Great Grandmaster regarded Qin Ming and Niu Wuwei with importance, introducing himself, saying, "I am Wen Chongguang."

"Greetings, Brother Wen," Qin Ming replied, clasping his fist with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Niu Wuwei immediately understood, Evil Cultivator brothers indeed seek swift vengeance.

He greatly admired this, wanting to express himself directly.

Immediately, he forced a smile on his serious face, saying, "Brother Wen, you look familiar, like a friend long known."

As he spoke, he patted Old Wen on the shoulder.

Wen Chongguang thought to himself, being a man of over a hundred years, yet called brother by two juniors.

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