The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3340 - 3335: Summoning the Insect Mother_1

People had previously believed that Fu Xuanbing's superiority far outshone Yang Chen's talents.

The mere issuance of the Blue Arrest Warrant ensured Yang Chen could scarcely close the gap over endless years ahead.

Yet, upon closer examination today, Yang Chen's prowess surpassed all their expectations.

Blue Arrest Warrant?

Yang Chen had likely surpassed the boundaries of the Blue Arrest Warrant ages ago.

Notably, Yang Chen's achievements had evidently touched the pinnacle of the Sky-separating Realm. None among those surpassing the Sky-separating Realm's limits were mere pushovers.

These were elite powerhouses revered across all lands.

Yang Chen had truly attained such heights!

Suspended high above, Yang Chen struggled to break free from an opponent in the Early Stage of the Heavenly Fate Realm.

At this point, Hu Kui felt deep regret brewing. Had he shown more kindness toward Yang Chen back then, he might have avoided provoking a master at the Sky-separating Realm's extreme.

However, he had aligned himself with Fu Xuanbing, whose rage led him to pull others into the fray as buffers, leaving Hu Kui reluctant to join in.

No one would willingly agree to that!

Meanwhile, the clash had intensified into a fierce confrontation!

Yang Chen held a clear advantage, visible to all, and precisely for this reason, it proved utterly intolerable.

With the lead in hand, Yang Chen pressed onward aggressively, sparing no effort.

He directed the massive Crimson Ox Soul to absorb the assaults from the Four-direction Ghost Kings before pursuing them relentlessly.

The Four-direction Ghost King wasn't naive; witnessing his strategies dismantled time and again, he avoided repetition. With a palm to his waist, a dark spiked whip materialized in his grasp instantly.

Yang Chen observed it closely and recognized the spiked whip as likely the Four-direction Ghost King's Life-bound Divine Artifact.

True to form, the Four-direction Ghost King caught on and abandoned ghost Qi tactics, opting instead for his Life-bound Divine Artifact.

The dark, twisting spiked whip brimmed with vengeful energy. It was easy to infer that sustaining this Life-bound Divine Artifact required the Four-direction Ghost King to slaughter innumerable beings, channeling their grudges to empower the whip and amplify its might.

Yang Chen paid no heed and kept commanding the Crimson Ox Soul to consume it.

The Four-direction Ghost King bellowed, seizing control of the spiked whip to lash out, coiling it around Yang Chen's Crimson Ox Soul.

Pain twisted across the Crimson Ox Soul's features, evidently tormented by the whip's grip.

"This spiked whip brims with resentment, and should my Crimson Ox Soul fall under its control, it might truly face agonizing demise." Yang Chen shook his head.

He couldn't stand witnessing his Crimson Ox Soul in agony. Right then, with a quick wrist motion, the Crimson Ox Soul dissolved into a vortex of Qi, darted to Yang Chen's side, and slipped into his sleeve.

The Four-direction Ghost King sneered: "Hmph, I was curious about your trick. In the end, your Ox Soul merely counters certain techniques of our kind laced with ghost Qi. Devoid of ghost Qi and facing my Life-bound Divine Artifact, your Ox Soul proves useless."

Yang Chen shook his head in resignation. The Four-direction Ghost King spoke true.

His Crimson Ox Soul solely countered ghost Qi techniques. Absent such methods, the Crimson Ox Soul's potency dropped sharply.

The Four-direction Ghost King had astutely noted this and swiftly countered it with force, highlighting his sharp awareness.

Yang Chen, heeding the Four-direction Ghost King's words, replied, "Indeed, my Crimson Ox Soul holds no value here. Still, why does Four Direction Daoist friend hesitate to charge forward and claim my life? I stand defenseless before you now."

Hearing Yang Chen's poised and refined tone, the Four-direction Ghost King grew all the more cautious, refusing to advance carelessly.

Quickly, his eyes shifted nearby to Yue Xingzhenren beside Yang Chen.

Spotting Yue Xingzhenren, the Four-direction Ghost King smirked and called out, "Handle Yue Xingzhenren, while I tackle this human youth."

"No problem."

Ghost King Experts from below echoed in agreement.

Suddenly, a band of Ghost King Experts surged toward Yue Xingzhenren.

Yang Chen's brows knit as he regarded the scene, his expression turning grave. Undeniably, the Four-direction Ghost King was cunning, deploying Ghost King Experts to corner Yue Xingzhenren, who couldn't overlook the threat.

Yet, the instant he intervened, an ambush from the Four-direction Ghost King was certain.

The Four-direction Ghost King refrained from rash moves, intending these Ghost King Experts as scouts. Any flaw revealed would surely invite exploitation by the Four-direction Ghost King.

Currently, the Four-direction Ghost King eyed Yang Chen with a mocking grin, eager to witness his decision under duress.

For now, Yang Chen truly wrestled with the dilemma!

Realizing he had turned into a liability, Yue Xingzhenren gritted his teeth and uttered reluctantly, "Yang Chen, don't concern yourself with me!"

As a master, he possessed his pride and refused to burden Yang Chen.

Yet, how could Yang Chen forsake Yue Xingzhenren? He responded at once, "Four-direction Ghost King, I see through your scheme, but you'll be let down this round. Senior Yue, rest easy. I possess my ways."

With those words concluded, Yang Chen's gaze shifted elsewhere, "Daoist Friend Xingtong, emerge now. The moment to aid me has arrived."

Following Yang Chen's call, an elegant silhouette emerged from the darkness.

This elegant form was Xingtong herself, the Insect Queen of the Insect Race who had clashed with Yang Chen before.

Xingtong stepped forth solemnly. As she regarded Yang Chen once more, traces of unease flickered in her eyes, soon masked away.

"Insect Race?"

Yue Xingzhenren struggled to grasp Yang Chen's strategies. What sort of person was this, forging ties even with the Insect Race's Insect Queen?

Yue Xingzhenren understood well the Insect Race Insect Queens' nature—arrogant and aloof, oblivious to human sentiments or bonds.

Yang Chen not only called her forth but stated composedly, "Daoist Friend Xingtong, entrust these Sky-separating Realm Ghost Kings to your care. How does that sound?"

"No problem." Xingtong replied calmly, then flicked her sleeve, unleashing a swarm of Insect Race beings.

Within them loomed over a dozen Sky-separating Realm Insect Race warriors.

As the sight revealed itself, the Four-direction Ghost King's pupils shrank sharply anew.

He lost count of how often Yang Chen's maneuvers had stunned him, yet each proved impeccably timed.

The Insect Queen's emergence at least adeptly diffused the present crisis.