Brutal. Ferocious!!
Every cultivator who witnessed this battle—human or alien—felt a deep, instinctive shock. Though it seemed long, in truth, this fight had lasted no more than a few breaths before reaching a devastating end.
The Demonic-Eyed Vajra Spider was impenetrable, like living diamond. Its spear-like legs were razor-sharp and struck with lightning speed. With eight lethal appendages, it could attack unpredictably at any moment. Its spider silk was both tenacious and razor-edged, giving it a combat power that placed it at the very pinnacle of its tier. Few could match it.
The Minotaur was equally terrifying—its combat style was pure savagery. Every move was a killing blow, delivered with suicidal fury. Its techniques and unwavering resolve in battle were awe-inspiring. When it impaled the Vajra Spider with its horn, the image was utterly wild. It attacked without a thought for consequences, ready to perish if it meant taking the enemy with it.
Truly, one of the fiercest warrior races in the world.
When they clashed, their combined battle strength had already exceeded the Divine Sea Realm—not by realm, but by sheer combat power.
Unfortunately, while the Minotaur successfully impaled the Vajra Spider, it was pierced the very next moment by the spider's razor-lined bristles, which shredded its body. Even if the Minotaur had been several times stronger, it would've still died.
It was mutual destruction—but in their deaths, they burned with a dazzling brilliance.
"Ferocious, ruthless. The alien races cannot be underestimated," exclaimed Ye Zhiqiu in awe. "The Minotaur's abilities and combat willpower are shocking, but in terms of raw power, the Demonic-Eyed Vajra Spider had the edge. Still, they ended in a draw—both dead. It was all due to their innate battle talent."
"Terrifying indeed. If we had to face that Vajra Spider, we'd be hard-pressed to survive," said Jia Xu, scanning the battlefield. "Fortunately, this wave of millions of Zerg has been buried beneath the city walls. But I fear the real battle is just beginning. The Zerg seem unaffected by charm-type abilities now—that's likely the work of a hidden power behind them. We won't see them fighting among themselves again. There won't be any more easy victories."
Thanks to internal conflict and relentless arrow barrages from the walls, the Zerg forces had been massacred. The battlefield was littered with corpses. Even the few remaining stragglers could easily be eliminated.
"Something's wrong."Yi Tianxing stood atop the city wall, having refrained from entering the battle, instead observing the broader situation.
He had noticed something strange.
While large numbers of Zerg were attacking Panshi City and besieging Ice City, many Zerg at the edges of the battlefield were dispersing in all directions.
They were not maintaining formation.
Dozens or hundreds of insects were flying away, some vanishing into the water, others burrowing underground or disappearing into forests and mountains. And just like that—they were gone.
Silently. If Yi Tianxing hadn't been watching closely, he might've thought they were never there to begin with.
Could they be fleeing?
Impossible. With some mysterious force controlling the Zerg, such a disorderly retreat would never happen—yet here it was. He refused to believe it was without reason.
"Really?" Jia Xu focused his gaze on the surroundings.
With Yi Tianxing's reminder, he quickly saw it too—Zerg at the fringes of the battlefield dispersing into the wilderness, rivers, and mountains, fading from sight.
Even the frenzy of their attacks had lessened. The suicidal, unstoppable force expected from a Zerg swarm… was absent.
Something was wrong.
According to the Winged Ones, the appearance of Zerg meant absolute annihilation, leaving nothing behind. Yet now they were spreading out—fading into the wilds.
And the wilderness was vast.
So vast that once dispersed, these insects could vanish like rivers into the sea—impossible to track or contain.
This wasn't random. It was clearly a deliberate strategy.
"Kill!!"
The battlefield still echoed with cries of war. Zerg continued to crash against Panshi City. Alien cultivators and insects fell in droves, painting the walls red with blood. A thick, iron scent filled the air, cloaking the heavens in a bloody fog.
The fighting raged from daylight to nightfall.
There seemed no end. The number of Zerg wasn't in the millions—it was in the billions.
ROAR!!
Just as the battle reached its climax, a strange shriek rang out in the darkness. Without warning, the Zerg began retreating in all directions.
Within moments, the battlefield was empty.
The last wave of insects was slaughtered, and there were no more enemies to be seen.
"What happened? Where did they go? Did we really kill them all?"
"That's strange. There were still tons of them just moments ago. Were they… afraid? Did we break them?"
"No, no way. This was supposed to be a Zerg Cataclysm. Real Zerg swarms last days or weeks—this battle only lasted a single day. It doesn't make sense. Could they be retreating, planning to attack again tomorrow?"
"Why do I feel… something sinister? Like a scheme."
The alien cultivators of Panshi City, catching their breath, looked around in confusion. This sudden disappearance was not normal.
According to Zerg behavior, they never retreat. Yet here they were—gone.
Millions of Zerg dead, over a million alien defenders fallen—and now the enemy had simply vanished?
This didn't add up. It was deeply unsettling.
And no one dared to investigate the darkness—who knew what terrors lurked out there?
"They've withdrawn."Yi Tianxing's eyes narrowed. The Zerg had made their intentions clear—they didn't want to fight anymore.
"Interesting," Jia Xu muttered. "There's definitely a trick here. It's not what it looks like on the surface."
He had noticed it too. The Zerg didn't act like the legends described. Their strength weakened the longer the battle went on, as if something was draining them.
"Definitely something strange. Stay on alert tonight. Don't leave Ice City. We'll see what happens tomorrow," Yi Tianxing ordered.
"Damn it! They ran before I was done killing them!"Niu Ben grumbled, battle axe dripping with blood.
Panshi City had been hit hard, but Ice City was not spared either. Fortunately, the numbers were manageable. Defense forces—including the barbarian clans—had held strong. The fighting had been fierce, but casualties were low.
Still, the sudden Zerg retreat left both cities puzzled. The whole situation reeked of mystery, but no one could pin down the truth.
And no one noticed…
In the dead of night, the corpses of Zerg and alien cultivators alike—countless thousands—silently disappeared from the battlefield.
Unseen, they vanished into the dark.
Few noticed this process. After such an intense battle, even the alien races were exhausted. No one thought to check the battlefield immediately. The cleanup could wait until morning. After all, corpses don't grow legs and walk away.
Or do they?
In the dead of night, the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower silently transformed into a streak of light and returned to Yi Tianxing's divine sea, settling into his core.
"Excellent. The Zerg corpses have expanded the tower's inner space by a thousand li—now up to four thousand li in total. As expected, plunder is the true path. These corpses are invaluable resources," Yi Tianxing thought, inwardly delighted.
An increase of a thousand li might not seem like much, but it reflected an enhancement of primordial world essence—a stronger, deeper foundation for the tower.
And it confirmed his future path: one of relentless conquest.
Even a mosquito has meat.
Time passed quietly.
The sky brightened—dawn had arrived.
As the darkness faded...
"What the hell?! Where are the corpses? The Zerg—our fallen warriors—where did they all go?"
"Who stole the bodies?! Not a single corpse left—not even scraps! Was it the Zerg? They're cleaner than a damn dog's tongue!"