The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3370 - 3365: Can You Handle It?_1

Yang Chen appeared astonished and remarked, "What? It sounds like if another person were to help you with reproduction, you wouldn't allow the offspring to acknowledge their father?"

"Do you believe it’s identical to the human race?" Xing Tong crossed her arms and explained with poise, "Among the Insect Race, males are viewed as slaves. We typically reproduce by ourselves, and even when utilizing males, we merely exploit them. There’s absolutely no chance we’d permit the offspring to recognize their fathers. Yet you stand apart. Your power is formidable and aligns with my position, so letting the child regard you as father wouldn’t bring shame."

Hearing this, Yang Chen quickly shook his head and declared, "No thanks, I’m not interested in the perks of your Insect Race."

"What’s there to fear? In our level of existence, bodies can transform freely. The true delight for us lies in the fusion of souls. What does race matter? Mutual benefit holds the real importance." Xing Tong replied.

Yang Chen shivered and said, "I just can’t grasp your mindset; let’s drop this topic for good."

Xing Tong shook her head, thinking Yang Chen remained somewhat immature. If not, he wouldn’t overlook the allure of her proposal.

The pair kept conversing and strolling forward, before long stepping into the Insect Race’s group.

The Insect Race formed a distinctive collective; they lacked fixed homes across the cosmos, yet appeared in every corner of the Universe, aside from the Origin Land.

They claimed territories, but no one dared challenge them, for the Insect Race possessed overwhelming might.

From a quick look, the Insect Race’s assembly resembled that of the Spirit God Race. In fact, their numbers didn’t greatly surpass those of the Spirit God Race.

Yang Chen examined closely and realized the Insect Race’s edge in quantity over the Spirit God Race came from the Insect Mothers, each accompanied by several smaller male insects.

Considering only the Insect Mothers, the Insect Race’s count might not exceed the Spirit God Race by much.

As they proceeded, numerous Insect Mothers directed looks toward Xing Tong, yet she and the others remained silent, showing no desire to communicate.

Yang Chen couldn’t resist inquiring, "Do Insect Mothers never converse with one another? Or are you simply unpopular among the Insect Race?"

Xing Tong gazed at Yang Chen with curiosity and responded, "What kind of thoughts do you have? We Insect Mothers encounter each other rarely over many years, and we don’t know one another. Why would we chat?"

"Don’t members of the Insect Race interact at all? Then how are you uniting now and assembling before the Forbidden Spirit Palace?" Yang Chen chuckled.

Xing Tong curved her lips upward and said, "Naturally, we possess our methods. Insect Mothers like us have unique means of connection. Though we Insect Mothers wield great power, why hasn’t anyone wiped us out while we reside in the star interfaces? It’s not solely our resilience to death, but also the Insect Race’s degree of unity."

"What do you mean by extremely united?" Yang Chen asked, confused.

With hands clasped behind her, Xing Tong elaborated, "Insect Mothers in our Insect Race number very few. So scarce that if one perishes, the other Insect Mothers soon learn of it. We then strive to avenge her. Unless the culprit hides exceptionally well, we’ll track them down. If not, we target their entire race. That’s the Insect Race’s typical approach. Now you see why our dispersed Insect Race endures and thrives across universes."

Yang Chen felt a surge of astonishment; so that explained it.

"In that case, your Insect Race’s dispersion actually hinders major races from encircling and destroying you," Yang Chen commented.

For an instant, he sighed deeply. The universe brimmed with marvels, each race carving its path to endure.

The duo exchanged more words, and shortly, Xing Tong let out a gentle "oh".

Yang Chen shifted his attention to the nearby area as well. A handful of Spirit God Race individuals had ventured into the Insect Race’s domain.

Consequently, an Insect Mother rose promptly and faced the Spirit God Race members, noting among them a mighty figure at the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

"A Spirit God at the Heavenly Extreme Realm..." Yang Chen squinted his eyes.

The Spirit God Race already boasted immense strength, unbeatable against peers at the same level. Thus, the greater a Spirit God’s cultivation, the more formidable their aura. Here emerged a Heavenly Extreme Realm Spirit God.

Due to this Heavenly Extreme Realm Spirit God’s presence, a corresponding Heavenly Extreme Realm Insect Mother soon materialized.

"Jie Hen, what brings you here?" The Heavenly Extreme Realm Insect Mother demanded in a low tone.

Xing Tong regarded this Heavenly Extreme Realm Insect Mother with respect, her gaze brimming with awe and desire.

"She ranks among the rare Heavenly Extreme Realm experts in our Insect Race, named Huan Xi. She has bolstered the Insect Race’s development for ages and is rumored to have lived for eons. Regrettably, she’s never found a fitting mate to sire a new Insect Mother. Had she, her power would undoubtedly have grown even more," Xing Tong remarked with regret.

Yang Chen gave a nod of agreement.

At present, this Insect Mother Huan Xi and the Spirit God Race’s Jie Hen evidently engaged in talks and bargaining.

It appeared the Spirit God Race’s Jie Hen sought some arrangement with the Insect Race.

"What scheme does the Spirit God Race pursue?" Yang Chen questioned, baffled.

Standing with hands behind her back, Xing Tong smirked slightly and said, "Isn’t it clear? They’re likely forging a pact with our Insect Race or establishing some collaboration."

"How can you tell?" Yang Chen probed, still perplexed.

"It’s a standard ploy of the Spirit God Race. Moreover, haven’t you noticed no races before the Forbidden Spirit Palace have acted yet? Alliances form routinely," Xing Tong explained.

Yang Chen had to concede the point, since the Human Race had sent diplomats for discussions too.

"Regardless of your view, the Spirit God Race remains my foe. Should I encounter them, I won’t hold back," Yang Chen stated evenly.

Xing Tong laughed lightly and said, "No need to fret over it. These palace-front pacts mean little. Trusting them makes you naive. They serve as mere words of caution: inside, folks might curb themselves somewhat. But since you declare it, if you strike at the Spirit God Race, I’ll join without pause. The Insect Race thrives on lacking conventions!"

Yang Chen felt eased by Xing Tong’s words.

"By the way, do you truly intend to confront the Spirit God Race? You’re aware of their combat prowess, aren’t you? At equal realms, none in the Ten Thousand Realms match them. Could you manage a Spirit God on your level?" Xing Tong asked softly.