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Chapter 641: Chapter 641: Insect Army Chapter 641: Chapter 641: Insect Army Lord Fifteen’s eyes brimmed with tears, unable to suppress his emotions.

Originally filled with immense sorrow, accompanied by a sense of desolation, he had never imagined he would finally see a living grandson.

Over the past two years, he had felt desolate.

Today, reunited and seeing his living grandson swept away the gloom in his heart.

This was the best “gift” he had received in his lifetime.

“Ha ha…” He laughed heartily, tears slipping down his wrinkled cheeks, utterly liberated and full of boundless pride, he declared, “So what if I don’t have the Supreme Bone?

I can still roam across the Three Thousand States and turn the higher realms upside down!”
As he said this, everyone around trembled.

A man who had lost the Supreme Bone twice and still survived was proof enough of something.

This was certainly a freak of nature, a young supreme being destined to shake the higher realms.

Whether he had the Immortal Bone or not seemed less important now.

Such a person, who had lost the Supreme Bone and still survived and lived, proved everything.

He would not be ordinary and would lead a towering life.

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And yet, this person was their enemy.

Who could feel at ease?

“Impossible!” Some people shouted.

They refused to believe it.

Many knew the rumors about Shi Hao; he was supposedly killed in battle.

How could he have been resurrected?

A year ago, conclusive evidence was obtained that Shi Hao had died from a Curse, his skeleton infused with Green Copper Rust Runes, powerless against fate.

Moreover, at the last moment, he had taken out his own Supreme Bone and gave it to Qin Hao, even less able to resist the Curse, and should not have survived.

Only Lord Fifteen believed this was his own grandson, looking more and more like himself, laughing loudly with tears, clearly overjoyed to the extreme.

“His eyes, just like when he was a child, still so large and bright, his eyebrows exactly like grandfather’s, and his face similar too.

Truly my grandson!”
For so many years, he had hoped to see his grandson.

Escaping from the Forbidden Land of Black Forest, he had rushed to Stone Capital with True Flood Dragon Pills.

Time and again disappointed, time and again saddened, and then hearing the horrible news; what a blow it had been?

For over a decade, from their last parting, Shi Hao had been just a child in swaddling clothes.

Today, at this reunion, a young supreme being stood before him, making the old man burst with joy, all his gloom vanished.

“Grandfather, more lines have formed on your face, your hair has whitened.

You’ve suffered!” Shi Hao choked up, vowing to use Spiritual Medicine to concoct precious pills for his grandfather to restore his former vigor.

He touched Lord Fifteen’s severed arm, weeping more, “Grandfather, I have Divine Medicine that can help you recover, regenerate the severed limb; everything will get better.”
“Ha ha…” Lord Fifteen laughed loudly, quickly wiping the tears from his face, “Seeing you, grandfather has no worries about illness or injury anymore.

Soon, I’ll be strong and youthful like a young lad again.

Who am I?

I am the demonic deity!”
Such confidence, such a demeanor, was just like Shi Hao’s; no need for others to say more, the two were definitely related by blood.

“Mm!” Shi Hao nodded fiercely, determined to fully restore his grandfather’s health.

Suddenly, his heart trembled, his face turned pale, for he had touched his grandfather’s back and found a terrifying, immensely long wound.

He hurriedly moved to his grandfather’s back, carefully observing, and suddenly yelled out in extreme anxiety.

This wound, inflicted by a sharp weapon, stretched from the base of the skull down the spine, nearly splitting Lord Fifteen in half, held together only by his formidable cultivation without separating.

Yet, the wound was indeed severe, critically so.

“Grandfather!” Shi Hao shouted.

It was a wound that had split the skull, under normal circumstances, survival would not be possible, and the murderous aura had already cleaved the sea of Divine Sense.

Realizing this at their first meeting was devastating news, instilling fear in Shi Hao, his face instantly losing all color.

He quickly took out his Heaven and Earth Pouch, pulling out a half-foot tall, glowing purple Herb with crescent-shaped leaves, and urged Lord Fifteen to consume it.

“Don’t worry, grandfather has been besieged many times and is still alive and well.

There will be no problems this time either.” Lord Fifteen remained remarkably calm.

“But…” Shi Hao’s heart trembled; such a wound couldn’t be faked—it was too serious.

“If you hadn’t come, do you think they could have killed me?

Those fools, how can they kill me!” Lord Fifteen boasted, defiantly eyeing those people ahead.

Eight experts were infuriated, their eyebrows furrowing.

Even though hunted and critically injured, Lord Fifteen still dared to speak to them so, it was unbearable.

Shi Hao was speechless.

In some ways, the pair indeed resembled each other—faced with such a situation, the grandfather still mocked and looked down on this group of powerful individuals.

“You reckless fool, just waiting to wipe you all out!” APurple-robed elderly’s gaze was sinister as he had been silently healing for a long time, yet half his body was shattered, and even with immense Divine Skills, he only recovered some Primal Qi.

With the ability to ignite divine flames, dealing with two Venerables was more than enough.

After enduring one attack, he would not tolerate a second.

As for the old woman, her body pulsated with pale blue Divine Fire, her right arm cauterized at the break, her sternum reconnected, her face dark as storm clouds, filled with murderous intent.

“I acknowledge you have extraordinary talent, and surviving thus far is indeed a miracle.

But you should never have appeared before us!” she whispered with a sinister, cold laugh.

So what if he was a young supreme being?

Before fully maturing, encountering such powerful individuals of their caliber, he was no match, and if he chose direct confrontation, it could only end in death.

“You, I already killed six or seven like you back in the Lower Realm, and I don’t mind cutting down a couple more,” Shi Hao stated calmly, his true affection for his grandfather in full display, his demeanor cold towards these adversaries.

“Such youthful arrogance.

You will pay the price for your recklessness.

Although talented, today I will crush this genius, giving you no chance for survival!” the old woman said icily, advancing forward.

As soon as it was confirmed this was Shi Hao, who had died and been resurrected, these people trembled at heart, sensing if this youth continued to grow, he would surely become a supreme being.

Since they had met and were adversaries, how could they allow him to survive?

Now was the best time to eliminate him.

“Demon Suppression Formation—Suppression Kill!” The old woman shouted, activating the array on the ground, which had trapped Lord Fifteen within all this while, now its glyphs shot up to the sky.

“This broken thing you dare call Demon Suppression Formation?” Shi Hao’s hair flowed, Divine Striking Stone falling, brimming with disdain, transforming into a streak of lightning.

“Crack crack!”
The sound was incessant; in its frenzied gnawing, it had devoured all kinds of precious materials used for setting up arrays.

For it, such a level of array was truly nothing.

Seeing this, the old crone trembled with anger, her murderous intent fully revealed.

“You are very ignorant to reveal your true body in front of us, even if you manage to escape by luck this time, you will have no place to hide in the higher realms.

Those schools will not let you go!” the man in the purple robe taunted, his voice icy.

Suddenly, his expression stiffened as he heard an unusual sound and felt a chill in his pores.

“If I kill all of you, who would leak the information?” Shi Hao said calmly, but with an underlying cruelty.

The old crone, about to make her move, was also shocked, freezing in place and quickly looking towards the void.

Everyone became alert and looked up to the heavens, only to feel their scalps tingle at the sight.

The night sky was densely filled with Golden Beetles, endless and everywhere.

There were too many of them, seemingly without end.

Golden points of light fell like torrential rain, drenching the area.

Golden Beetles, known for devouring stone and metal, could consume and break down any hard material, let alone the fleshy bodies of humans.

This was a kind of ancient exotic insect, fond of swarming together.

Once ascended divinely, their terrifying presence could make one’s heart tremor, sweeping across the sky and swiftly causing the downfall of a major school.

Fortunately, there were no gods among this swarm of beetles in the sky, but their sheer number was chilling, grand enough to slay gods!

Earlier, Shi Hao had bided his time and waited for an opportunity, already having sent the Emperor Butterfly to summon various insect clans here, ready to encircle when necessary.

He deliberately dragged out the time, waiting for this formidable reinforcement to arrive—everything was set!

In that instant, reactions varied.

The man in the purple robe was decisive, rushing towards Shi Hao, intending to capture the leader and kill him first.

Whereas the old crone quickly retreated towards the distant sky, and the other six Venerables were in a panic, fleeing for their lives.

Boom!

As Shi Hao and Lord Fifteen retreated, the ground exploded, and countless, uncountable exotic insects—Earth-Burrowing Silkworms—burst forth like a tidal wave.

They spat out glittering silk threads, forming a large net while accompanied by fierce lightning, blocking the man in the purple robe.

“This is…!”
There existed such creatures, the Five Elements Silkworms merged with the earth, capable of moving mountains and changing seas, their divine might shaking the world.

These creatures typically lived in groups of hundreds of thousands, the most terrifying ones.

The man in the purple robe turned and fled; he did not want to fight desperately and wished to live.

“Ah…”
A dreadful wail came from the distant sky, the old crone’s body was torn, falling back covered in blood, her body cracked all over.

“My God, are those Silver Butterflies?!” The other Venerables also returned in flight.

In the distance, tens of thousands of butterflies fluttered their wings; their silver light was dazzling, shining bright like countless falling stars.

They moved in unison, all their runes combined under one strike, nearly killing the old crone.

The creatures from Demon Island were incredibly powerful, each commanding the laws of thunder.

Even as a swarming species with no gods born among them, they could still sweep through lands.

Their runes could stack and blend with each other, representing an unimaginable divine power!

Lord Fifteen laughed loudly, the situation had turned so quickly, he was surprised.

Reunited with his grandson, his joy was mixed with this unexpected development.

As for the man in the purple robe, the old crone, and the six Venerables, they turned pale, realizing their imminent peril, completely doomed!

In the sky, an Emperor Butterfly gracefully landed in the strands of Shi Hao’s hair—it was the true insect emperor!

“Kill!”
The man in the purple robe shouted, deploying a Treasured Artifact, trying to break through.

However, in the heavens above, endless Golden Beetles flapped their wings, making clacking sounds like many metal plates rubbing against each other, deafening as countless beams of gold and lightning fell.

The overwhelming swarm of Golden Beetles, their runes conjoined into a vast ocean, swept forth, suppressing the severely wounded man in the purple robe, crushing his body instantly, leaving only his head.

“Ah…” The old crone screamed, on the other side Silver Butterflies flapped their wings, their beautiful runes falling and shattering her lower body into pieces.

Insect Clan’s grand army, boundless and limitless, was a colossal disaster that even significant schools faced with dread, unable to stay calm.

All the more for these individuals—even with two who had ignited divine flames among them, they were nothing, crushed instantly at the first encounter.

Their faces went as pale as snow, trapped in a hopeless situation.

“My true battle in the upper realms will definitely not start with you all!” Shi Hao spoke calmly, angering and humiliating the group, clearly looking down on them.

I’ve been circled with curses for a long time, seeking revival of the holy light, asking for a monthly ticket!

Currently overcoming inertia, trying to adjust the update timing.

Thank you… a smile went red, recognizing it as an old fan’s name change, “Everyone Wakes Up,” thank you!

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