"HISSS..."
Within the Outer Realm, in a subterranean lair hidden deep underground, a jet-black Demon Insect the size of a grain of rice, lay prostrate on the ground, letting out a hiss.
'Mother... we lost?'
'Why?'
The Qi-Eating Insect King's spiritual perception fluctuated violently as it communed with the Heavenly Number bestowed upon it, seemingly sensing the despair that this corner of Heaven and Earth was transmitting.
But he couldn't understand.
True, that tribulation fire was powerful—incredibly powerful. But the Qi-Eating Insect King believed that its opponent absolutely could not launch an attack of that magnitude repeatedly.
So there was no need to be afraid. As long as this part of Heaven and Earth—his mother—continued to support him, feed him, and let him grow, then given time, he was confident he could devour even that terrifying tribulation fire completely. That's right, he was far from defeated...
"HISSS!"
