The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3325 - 3320: Insect Mother_1

He was utterly clueless about Bao Lu's predicament, and at this point, Heng Ye stood as his only lead. While extracting precise details from Heng Ye could prove challenging, gleaning hints from whispers and idle talk should come without much trouble.

This chance was one he couldn't afford to squander, leading him to boldly linger in the Ice and Fire Sky Phoenix’s dwelling.

Ming Hu let out a gentle sigh upon catching Qian Li's furious outburst, her face etched with clear frustration.

Could she have been wrong after all? Out of everyone, why did Yang Chen show up to lend a hand?

At this moment, it appeared he was merely crashing the place for free.

Yet that hardly signified, given how Yang Chen had ultimately rescued her life.

"Fine, all of you, let’s press on with planning our following steps. Outsiders, kindly excuse yourselves for the time being," Qian Li declared coolly, her point unmistakable.

Yang Chen shot a look at Ming Hu, who returned the gaze right back.

"Brother Yang Chen, time to head out," Ming Hu uttered with a strained grin.

Yang Chen wasted no time and departed alongside Ming Hu.

As they made their exit, Heng Ye rose to his feet and trailed after them, one after the other.

Ming Hu guided Yang Chen away and escorted him to a simple ice crystal chamber inside the Ice and Fire Sky Phoenix’s compound.

"Brother Yang Chen, endure these quarters if you can," Ming Hu remarked with a wry smile, her look brimming with letdown toward him.

Yang Chen grasped her emotions well enough, yet he merely offered a steady smile. "Thanks, Ming Hu."

Ming Hu held her tongue after that, keen to avoid more chat with Yang Chen. Once she got him situated, she added, "Should Brother Yang Chen need anything, just say the word. That said, the estate’s on edge these coming days, and without joining our effort to rescue Yue Xingzhenren, it’s wiser to stay put."

"Got it," Yang Chen answered evenly.

With Ming Hu gone, Yang Chen slipped into his room to unwind temporarily.

Rest was the plan on paper, but Yang Chen harbored different intentions.

No sooner had he unpacked than Yang Chen unleashed his divine consciousness, probing the area with utmost care and stealth.

Heng Ye was the focus of his scrutiny.

After Yang Chen's exit, Heng Ye had slipped away too. He had retreated to his own space to supposedly relax.

Still, Yang Chen doubted Heng Ye could idle so casually; some hidden agenda had to be at play.

Unraveling Heng Ye's motives now topped his list. As the final thread to Bao Lu, Heng Ye demanded attention.

Thanks to his divine soul prowess, shadowing Heng Ye undetected came naturally and without effort.

A bit of watching revealed no oddities in Heng Ye's behavior.

Yang Chen held steady, content to observe and await the right moment.

Days slipped by unnoticed, and before long, over ten had elapsed in a flash.

For cultivators, those ten days flew past, yet Qian Li, Fu Xuanbing, and their rescue team for Yue Xingzhenren at last mobilized.

Two days later, a sizable band of Sky Separation Realm powerhouses departed covertly from the core, racing directly toward the surface.

Through his divine consciousness, Yang Chen tracked every detail with sharp clarity.

"They’ve set off..." Yang Chen mused inwardly.

But their mission lay beyond his influence, and he held no sway over their choices.

Heng Ye remained his prime concern.

As surveillance dragged on, Yang Chen's doubts deepened. Heng Ye's endless lounging felt increasingly suspicious. After some time, Yang Chen spotted a telling clue.

Heng Ye grew increasingly agitated, as though some inner turmoil kept sleep at bay.

Two more days of this torment, and Heng Ye reached his limit.

He rose and stepped out.

"Sir Heng Ye," the guarding Ice and Fire Sky Phoenixes hailed with deep respect.

Heng Ye announced: "I must step out briefly!"

The Ice and Fire Sky Phoenixes refrained from blocking him, parting to allow Heng Ye's passage.

The instant Heng Ye departed, Yang Chen's gaze sharpened, and without pause, he shadowed him at a close distance.

Something told him Heng Ye pursued separate aims. Events confirmed his hunch—tailing him could yield surprising rewards.

Harboring that thought, Yang Chen followed on silent feet, his presence utterly concealed.

Heng Ye, naturally, suspected nothing.

In the chase, Yang Chen noted Heng Ye heading to a forsaken, wasteland stretch on the Ice and Fire Star.

This wasteland lacked any souls, not even ghostly yin spirits ventured there, as if the Netherworld folk shunned it entirely.

Upon reaching the zone, Yang Chen sensed an unnatural vibe.

The spot exuded true spookiness, untouched by Netherworld dwellers—a vast, empty desolation.

It looked abandoned, yet the heavy, bizarre aura matched the outer realms in potency.

Before long, Yang Chen's divine consciousness picked up stirrings.

"Insect Race?" Yang Chen locked onto his quarry.

A swarm of oddly shaped insects dotted the landscape, most burrowed far below ground.

Yet they evaded Yang Chen's divine consciousness not at all.

"Such a horde of insects!" Yang Chen knew little of the Insect Race. Encountering this many marked his debut.

These bugs boasted strong cultivations, many at the Realmless realm, with lesser ones at True God and Enlightenment Stage.

No sooner had Yang Chen detected the insects than they surfaced from hidden spots, encircling Heng Ye in moments.

"What brings an Ice and Fire Sky Phoenix into our domain?"

"Does it matter? He’s here now, so we end him. This Ice and Fire Sky Phoenix will nourish our kind immensely!"

In their dealings, Heng Ye had struck Yang Chen as hesitant and spineless.

Yet now, Heng Ye's face hardened as he declared, "I am Heng Ye from the Ice and Fire Heavenly Phoenix Royal Clan. I’ve come to confer on a vital issue with your Insect Mother. You lot know this well enough."

"Insect Race? Heng Ye? What ties them?" Questions flooded Yang Chen's mind.

While pondering, Yang Chen kept a vigilant watch.

Heng Ye's statement prompted the insects to share looks, their demeanor shifting a touch.

"Heng Ye himself?"

"I know of Heng Ye. His position’s unique. No sense riling him. Escort him to the Insect Mother instead."