Chapter 107: Problem

Chapter 107: Problem In the outer reaches of the Tianyuan Universe, corpses and debris from battleships drifted aimlessly through space. The bodies of humans and various other races floated amidst the void, creating an atmosphere filled with death and chaos. The brutal battle between Tianyuan and the other worlds raged on without any sign of stopping. However, some factions had already begun to withdraw from their assault on Tianyuan, alarmed by the rumors about the blood ants, prompting most of them to retreat quickly to their own worlds.

Aboard one of the large warships, four individuals sat together in a meeting room, all wearing serious expressions. The four were Feng Yi, the Empress of the Immortal Phoenix Empire; Chang Tong, one of the leaders of the Trade Alliance; Xue Ting, head of the Immortal Emperor Clan; and Zi Hao, the leader of the Sacred Land of the Immortal Sword Emperor.

Zi Hao was the first to break the silence, saying, "What should we do in this situation?"

Chang Tong sighed heavily before responding in a serious tone, "I think we should halt this battle for now. If the information from the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect is true, we have no other choice. If we don't act, it's only a matter of time before we and those other races are devoured by the blood ants."

As the discussion continued, a member of the Fallen Heaven Blood Sect entered the room, his face tense. He spoke in a grave voice, "The Spirit World... has been attacked by the blood ants."

All four were immediately alarmed upon hearing the news. Feng Yi quickly asked, her tone anxious, "What's the outcome?"

The sect member replied solemnly, "Nine-tenths of the Spirit World's population have either perished or turned into blood ants. Those who survived are en route to Tianyuan seeking refuge under our sect leader's orders. Our leader engaged the queen ant, but it managed to escape with the help of the Universal Dao."

As his words ended, the atmosphere in the room grew heavy with concern. Chang Tong was the first to speak again, "According to the information you've provided, the blood ants are a race that can reproduce rapidly, and they have a venom that can transform other beings into blood ants. They can also consume the powers of other races, gaining and passing those abilities on to their own. And now, the Universal Dao is supporting them, giving them time to multiply and strengthen, so they can wipe us all out?"

This statement left the room in silence. Zi Hao furrowed his brows, feeling the weight of the situation. He looked at the others. "If we keep waging this war, it won't just be the Spirit World that falls; it could be the entire universe—or rather, all of us. We need to adjust our plans immediately."

Feng Yi nodded, her eyes filled with determination. "We must stop this war. If we continue like this, it will only give the blood ants more time to reproduce and grow stronger."

Xue Ting agreed, "But how do we get the other factions to listen to us?"

Feng Yi narrowed her eyes. "I'll be the one to speak."

Chang Tong and Zi Hao both nodded in agreement. After they concluded their discussion, the four quickly left the ship to halt the war and negotiate with the various races.

Meanwhile, the fierce battle outside Tianyuan continued relentlessly. Death and destruction reigned across the battlefield.

In one sector of the battlefield, Tian Lian, the ancestor of the Sacred Land of the Immortal Sword Emperor, moved with swift precision. His blade cut down every enemy that approached, leaving no survivors. The demonic horse tribe, caught in his path, screamed in fear as they were mercilessly slaughtered. After clearing his immediate area, Tian Lian turned to move to the next battlefield.

But just as he was about to move, he slashed at the empty space with incredible speed, slicing it in two. He spoke with a hint of annoyance, "Gu Feng, what game are you playing?"

But there was no response from the void. Tian Lian's expression grew serious as he gripped his sword tighter, his eyes narrowing. "No... you're not Gu Feng. Who are you...?"

Before he could finish speaking, his arm was severed, blood splattering across the void. He turned to see what had attacked him. It was a large ant-like creature standing on two legs, its body covered in red scales. In its hand, it held the severed arm and head of Gu Feng, the leader of the Gu Immortal Emperor Clan. Tian Lian stared at it coldly and spoke, "A demi-god? Truly dangerous."

As he spoke, Tian Lian's sword flared with a brilliant light. In an instant, the ant was sliced into thousands of pieces, blood spraying across the area. Tian Lian stood over the scattered remains, his voice tinged with sadness. "Goodbye... Gu Feng."

He turned and headed to the next battlefield without hesitation. Despite the pain in his heart at losing a long-time comrade, he knew that war and death were inseparable. He had to accept it, even though he didn't want to.

As Tian Lian moved through the void, he felt a searing pain spreading through his body. He collapsed to the ground, his face contorted in agony. "Poison... is it?" he muttered. He quickly focused, using his spiritual energy to expel the poison, but the pain made him gasp for breath.

Gradually, his condition improved, but suddenly, the void shattered, revealing a demonic horse charging at him at high speed, aiming directly for his heart. Tian Lian managed to defend against the attack, but the blood ant's venom spread rapidly, draining his spiritual energy and causing him to collapse once more.

The demonic horse seized the opportunity and attacked again. Tian Lian tried to fend it off, but the blood ant's poison had weakened him too much. He couldn't react in time, and the demonic horse's strike obliterated his head, sending blood splattering through the void. Tian Lian's body fell lifelessly, motionless.

The demonic horse laughed with glee, its voice dripping with mockery. "So this is the White Sword Master? Not much of a challenge, it seems." It turned to leave, satisfied. Searᴄh the ηovёlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

But just as it basked in its victory, a sword pierced through its body from behind. The demonic horse tried to turn and see what had happened, but its head was severed and floated into space.

A blood ant stood there, holding the sword, devouring the body of the demonic horse with ravenous hunger. It consumed the flesh and spiritual power until nothing remained, then moved on to devour its head. As it finished its meal, a fierce and terrifying aura erupted from its body, spreading across the battlefield.

Everyone nearby, whether human or from other races, fell to their knees. The oppressive power weighed down on them, rendering them unable to move.