Chapter 136: Mantis Green Blade Bug Race

Feeling the powerful aura surging from the Space Rift, Fulade's heart sank.

"Level Three Late Stage!"

Soon, a massive green arm blade, accompanied by waves of chilling cold, emerged from the Space Rift.

A Level Three Bug King, noticeably larger than the one before, appeared within everyone's sight.

Because the Space Rift at this moment had already been widened considerably by the Level Three Bug King known as Beerus.

Thus, the subsequent Level Three Bug King following it would find its entry into the Dark World considerably easier.

In the massive insect eyes of the Level Three Bug King called Beerus, a flash of indignation flickered.

That damned fellow is always so arrogant!

"Travis! There's no need for us to engage in pointless conflict with them right now."

Accompanied by a series of piercing screeches, the two Level Three Bug Kings from different planes began communicating in their unique bug language.

Although Beerus strongly disagreed with Travis's arrogance and hubris, the sage of the Mantis Green Blade Bug Race, Beerus, still took the time to speak with him.

Not only because the Green Blade Bug Race values strength above all, but also because the other party is the current leader of the Green Blade Bug Race.

"We've been descending upon this Micro Plane for so long without a demigod‑level strongman appearing; it seems this world hasn't been born yet."

Travis may be reckless and proud, but he's not without sense.

When he sensed the world's lethargic energy environment, he began to doubt whether any demigod‑level strongman had ever been born here.

And when he noticed that there were only a mere four Level Three early‑stage lifeforms here, preventing the Green Blade Bug Race's descent only reinforced his conjecture.

Beerus largely agreed with this.

But times have changed; the Green Blade Bug Race needs a suitable plane to develop cultivation, so Beerus naturally is unwilling to spark a war that would cause needless damage.

Resolving it peacefully would, of course, be better.

Unfortunately, the two sides' philosophies differ markedly.

Travis looked at Beerus with a hint of sarcasm and said:

"If there were a demigod‑level strongman, I would have no hesitation in agreeing with you.

But now, with only a handful of four Level Three early‑stage creatures arriving, humph, it seems this is merely a newborn Micro Plane."

"Beerus, we the Green Blade Bug Race have always upheld an unwavering forward‑marching belief! You are always looking back, indecisive.

Tsk tsk, that's why your strength remains stagnant, while we the younger generation constantly overtake and surpass you."

"Beerus, you're too cautious; these four Level Three lifeforms might be the entirety of this world's power, right?"

Finishing, a trace of mockery flashed in his massive insect eyes.

"Beerus, shall I continue?"

Beerus fell silent; Travis's words were not only logical and well‑grounded but also struck his sore spot, causing Beerus to swallow the rebuttal he had wanted to make.

Although he always felt this world wasn't as simple as Travis claimed.

But that was merely his intuition, lacking concrete evidence.

Watching the smug Travis, Beerus realized that under these circumstances he could not possibly persuade him.

Hopefully it's just his own illusion.

Beerus abandoned further persuasion, turned his gaze toward the four strong beings of this alien world, and thought silently.

"I will wrest the time for you and Lei Si's descent; may… you be right!"

Seeing the two Bug Kings before him constantly emitting piercing screeches, Fulade couldn't help but frown inwardly.

He must swiftly eliminate the one before him before this Level Three Late‑Stage Bug King emerges.

Otherwise, when this Level Three Late‑Stage Bug King arrives, the Dark World will inevitably be plunged into a hard fight, and even if victorious, the losses would be considerable.

Moreover, the most crucial point is that they still don't know whether, beyond these two, other powerful Level Three lifeforms are awaiting descent.

If there are, it would pose a significant pressure on the Dark World at this moment.

With that in mind, Fulade hesitated no longer.

Unlike before when he merely sought to hone his strength, this time Fulade unleashed his full power, entering Demon transformation.

"Boom~!"

A massive surge of energy rose.

Amid swirling smoke, a Demon towering over fifty meters, its body ablaze with raging blood flames, appeared before the crowd.

Seeing this massive figure, whose energy fluctuations were no less than Beerus's, Beerus let out a series of incredulous piercing screeches.

Even the previously somewhat arrogant Travis, upon witnessing Fulade's transformation and sudden power surge, saw his massive insect eyes narrow and his expression turn grave.

It's not that he thought Fulade was especially strong; rather, just now, when he forced his head into this plane, he clearly felt the suppressive force of this plane already exceeded that of an ordinary Micro Plane.

Even compared to the Mantis Plane, the difference is minimal! One should know that the Mantis Plane is a small plane in the Star Realm that has birthed fourth‑tier god‑level strongmen.

This... how could it be!

It's only a newborn Micro Plane.

Feeling the slight stagnation and restraint from the circulation of his internal energy, Travis's expression kept shifting.

As a Level Three Late‑Stage approaching the demigod realm, Travis was evidently more sensitive to this than Beerus.

Having shed the Demon transformation, Fulade paid no heed to the bugs' thoughts.

After a snarling laugh, brandishing blood‑flame fangs, his figure flickered as he lunged at Bug King Beerus.

In his Demon form, Fulade's explosive power was beyond anything Beerus could have imagined.

For a moment, he was suddenly at a disadvantage, his body riddled with successive wounds.

"Screech~!!"

Another spray of green blood burst forth.

The inherently warlike Beerus could no longer tolerate the situation, forcibly broke off the battle and let out a resonant screech.

A streak of cyan light lit up.

The six golden‑patterned wings behind instantly transformed into eight wings; the previously restrained speed surged abruptly, and the situation turned around instantly.

The Green Blade Bug Race, as an intelligent insect race, is renowned for its speed and blade techniques, and naturally is far from lacking depth.

Accurately speaking, any small world capable of spawning fourth‑grade creatures must have a fairly well‑refined cultivation system.

Their strength, at the same level, is generally slightly stronger than creatures that emerge from the Micro Plane; this demonstrates the importance of depth.

Unfortunately, the depth of the Dark World is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

For a moment, the entire valley sky was filled with intense explosions and collision sounds echoing everywhere.

The two's speed had almost reached a point invisible to the naked eye.

Looking up, the sky was almost filled with two terrifying silhouettes—one red, one green—throughout; the fierce roars and the terrifying shockwaves that erupted after collisions arrived almost simultaneously.

The speed was truly shocking.

At this moment, the other three battlefields were also affected to varying degrees.

Seeing the incident at the Space Rift, the other three also took notice and, without coordination, began to accelerate their clearing speed.

However, with Bug King Travis arriving, another wave of Green Blade Bug Race poured continuously from the Space Rift.

Thus the three found themselves entangled, making it very hard to break through for a time.

"Boom—!"

As time passed.

Fulade, upon noticing that Bug King Travis's massive body had already squeezed in more than half, showed no hesitation.

A faint strand of rule‑power instantly filled the attack, and under Beerus's incredulous gaze, it slammed hard at the Green Blade!

"Clack— crack!"

(End of chapter)