The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3385 - 3380: Insect Mother’s Egg_1

Reflecting on these events now, Yang Chen felt even deeper astonishment.

Previously, relics of this caliber rarely crossed his path. While he had always viewed such items as mere trinkets, the miraculous properties displayed by this specific object were undeniably extraordinary.

This was particularly evident during the extraction process.

He surmised that unique, stringent criteria were necessary to retrieve the relic from its bronze housing.

The fact that King Feng Yin and the twin Ghost Kings of the Heaven-appointed Realm from the Netherworld had deployed their own Sky-separating Realm experts to secure it proved that the task was far from simple.

Perhaps only a combatant who had surpassed the limitations of the Sky-separating Realm could successfully claim a relic from the statue.

Furthermore, it seemed as if only one could be claimed at any given time.

If this were not the case, King Feng Yin would never have surrendered the other, and the relic would have surely been spirited away the moment the Forbidden Spirit Palace was unsealed.

The primary reason it remained largely unclaimed was the extreme scarcity of experts possessing the power to break through the Sky-separating Realm threshold.

Such individuals were so incredibly rare that they stood on par with the elites of the Heaven-appointed Realm.

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Because of this rarity, miles away, the Spirit God Race’s pursuit of Yang Chen and Xingtong remained relentless, with none of them showing the slightest sign of yielding.

King Feng Yin and Di Zun were currently consumed by frustration. Never before had they been humiliated so thoroughly, forced to watch their coveted Golden Light Relic snatched away by Yang Chen right before them.

It was utterly intolerable.

Di Zun gnashed his teeth and snarled, "Elder Feng Yin, I must eliminate them; I absolutely have to!"

King Feng Yin’s rage simmered as he replied, "Compose yourself. Yang Chen and Xingtong cannot have traveled far. They are bound to be in the vicinity. We shall divide our efforts to search; if you discover anything, alert me instantly. I will be upon them in a heartbeat."

"Understood!"

One by one, the lackeys of the Spirit God Race vanished from their positions, working with diligent focus, leaving the once-bustling sea area in total silence.

...

Meanwhile, Yang Chen and Xingtong remained occupied with the absorption of the Golden Light Relic.

As he kept a vigilant watch, Yang Chen noted that Xingtong was approaching the final stages of refining the energy.

And thus, time steadily ticked away!

After several days had elapsed, Yang Chen felt the sudden onset of turbulent winds in the sky, causing his expression to grow grave.

"Has the Heaven’s Tribulation arrived?" Yang Chen muttered with a heavy sigh.

The interference of a Thunder Tribulation would be a catastrophic development for their current predicament.

Yang Chen grew tense, agonizing over how to handle the ordeal. Surprisingly, while the dark clouds intensified, the anticipated bolts of lightning never descended.

Perplexed by this turn of events, Yang Chen watched as Xingtong suddenly opened her eyes, leaving him even more bewildered.

The moment her eyes flared open, the thunderclouds evaporated instantly, leaving the firmament calm and serene, as if the storm had never existed.

"You have ascended to the Heaven-appointed Realm? No, that cannot be quite right. Why did your Thunder Tribulation fail to strike?" Yang Chen asked, his surprise evident.

"If it had truly descended, we would both be in grave danger, wouldn't we? Heh, we of the Insect Race function differently from you humans. We possess the capability to postpone our Thunder Tribulation. I can hold it back until I am prepared to face the Insect Race’s challenges later. Otherwise, as a member of my kind, reaching the Heaven-appointed Realm would force me to endure the Six-Nine Tribulation Thunder immediately. Such a tribulation is not something the average cultivator can survive."

Xingtong offered a cold smile, speaking of her race’s unique mastery over the heavens with clear pride.

She remained unaware that Yang Chen had already faced the Six-Nine Tribulation Thunder back when he was still in the Sky-separating Realm.

Rather than brag, Yang Chen simply remarked with composure, "Your Insect Race certainly possesses divine gifts. Since you can defer the Thunder Tribulation, we should not linger here. We need to depart immediately."

"Indeed. The sudden manifestation of those clouds will have undoubtedly drawn the Spirit God Race to our position. Fleeing is the wisest course of action," Xingtong agreed. "My cultivation base is quite unsteady right now; I must find a sanctuary to stabilize it."

Without further hesitation, Yang Chen utilized the Space-Time Law to spirit Xingtong away from their current location.

Xingtong offered no resistance, knowing full well that even having reached the Heaven-appointed Realm, her speed could not rival Yang Chen’s.

Had it been otherwise, Yang Chen would never have succeeded in evading the experts of the Spirit God Race so effectively.

The duo exited the mountain range and arrived at a vast, desolate wasteland.

Deep within the plains, they carved out a subterranean hiding space and retreated into its darkness.

Not long after they had abandoned their previous shelter, King Feng Yin and Di Zun materialized at the scene.

"They are gone!" Di Zun snarled through gritted teeth. "Could someone else have caused that commotion?"

"No, it was certainly Yang Chen and the Insect Mother. At first, I had my doubts, but the total consumption of the Golden Light Relic points clearly to her. It is an innate divine ability of the Insect Mother to defer the Thunder Tribulation after entering the Heaven-appointed Realm. The thunderclouds earlier promised a tribulation that simply vanished—that was undoubtedly her doing."

Upon hearing this, Di Zun trembled with renewed agitation, unable to process the loss.

That Golden Light Relic was his ticket to the Heaven-appointed Realm, yet it had been snatched and absorbed right before his eyes. It was a fate too cruel to bear.

"My Golden Light Relic! It was supposed to be mine!" Di Zun bellowed.

"Control yourself. What is gone cannot be reclaimed. We must now channel your rage into vengeance. They know that the vanishing clouds have revealed their location, which is why they fled. However, they could not have traveled far. We shall check if they erased their tracks; if not, our race’s divine abilities will make finding them a simple matter."

Di Zun slowly regained his calm, though his eyes burned with a venomous intent.

It was a hatred so deep it seemed he desired nothing less than to grind Yang Chen’s bones to dust.

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Meanwhile, Yang Chen and Xingtong had finally settled.

"Daoist Friend Xingtong, is it finally time to hand over the Insect Mother’s Egg?" Yang Chen asked, his tone level.

His gaze remained fixed upon her, and Xingtong met his stare with equal focus.

The two locked eyes, and the air between them seemed to frost over, growing deathly still.