Chapter 2291: Chapter 2293: Suspicion Like a Fox

Feng Jun was a bit stunned when he saw the saucer-shaped flying objects, "Is this... the existence of a technological side?"

Over a thousand saucer-shaped flying objects faced billions of the Insect Race without any fear, directly confronting them.

"What cultivation level are these?" Yi Jue’s Divine Sense was very strong. She was originally afraid of the Insect Race discovering her, so she was hiding it, but in this mixed atmosphere of two armies confronting each other, she couldn’t help but quietly probe a little—hopefully, she won’t be discovered.

Then she was shocked, "No cultivation level... just mundane objects?"

Although Feng Jun also had extremely strong Divine Sense, he was more or less mindful that he couldn’t compare to Yi Jue, so he didn’t dare casually explore with Divine Sense. Hearing this, he was taken aback, "Just mundane objects?"

"Definitely mundane objects," Yi Jue replied without hesitation.

However, before she could finish speaking, the front of several saucer-shaped flying objects lit up, and hundreds of white rays shot out, followed by hundreds of red dots quickly flashing.

Immediately afterward, a relatively small saucer-shaped flying object in front released a wave of Divine Sense, a rather violent one, although it didn’t use language, the message was very clear, "Stop, you must stop! Are you trying to start a war?"

The Insect Race indeed stopped, but not in the usual sense. They continued to circle in the starry sky.

This kind of response method, not to mention Feng Jun, even True Immortal Ming Xin could see it, "They’re trying to avoid being locked on, aren’t they?"

A large Golden Core Insect Tribe beetle approached the saucer-shaped flying object, a five-zhang-long beetle. Feng Jun and the others were not unfamiliar, as this creature had thick skin and strong defenses. The Golden Core basically couldn’t break its defense. Its main attack method was spraying mucus and collision.

Of course, the mouthparts of this creature were also pretty formidable, though not particularly distinctive; nearly all Insect Race mouthparts were formidable.

The beetle also responded with awareness, "Our race has a Vitality Treasure-seeking Beetle, which disappeared in this area recently. We strongly suspect it was captured or even killed by you. Now, we give you two choices: hand over the culprit and the corpse, or allow us to search!"

The diameter of that relatively small saucer-shaped flying object exceeded eighty zhang, and after a brief silence, it transmitted again, "We haven’t seen the Vitality Treasure-seeking Beetle. We also refuse your inspection of our territory. If you want to fight, then let’s fight!"

Feng Jun and the others exchanged glances, even Yi Jue couldn’t help but snort lightly, "Shameless insects!"

In their days of battling in the Void, they knew a bit more about the Insect Race. Although there was a language barrier, many formidable Insect Races had developed Divine Sense, so communication wasn’t completely impossible.

Some Insect Races would intimidate, some would beg for mercy, and others would express willingness to act as traitors to the Insect Race.

But Feng Jun and the others had only one choice—kill!

It’s not like they didn’t want to keep the traitors, but the system here is Incense Fire Ascension!

Are you kidding? Could the insects practicing Incense Fire Ascension betray? Only the dead Insect Race are the good ones.

In short, they had a certain understanding of some groups of insects, and the Vitality Treasure-seeking Beetle was one such group.

No need to explain too much detail, they only needed to mention one point: this insect was skilled at locating Vitality Stone mines, and its own cultivation level generally wasn’t too poor. Its status in the Insect World was quite transcendent.

The Insect Race would also engage in mutual slaughter, but even when starving, mighty Insects would choose to devour other insects as a last resort, rarely opting for the Vitality Treasure-seeking Beetle.

Normally, the Insect Race would protect such insects. How could they allow it to wander off alone and disappear?

Upon hearing this, Feng Jun snorted coldly. This reason reminded him of the humiliation Huaxia had suffered in modern times, "The shameless face of the insects, indeed, is the same, even in different planes."

Elder Qing Ji looked at him with interest, "You seem worried about those saucer-shaped flying objects? Those guys are using mundane objects similar to yours, is there any connection to your sect?"

"There are many races fond of mundane objects," Feng Jun shook his head, earnestly replying, "I’m not sure if they’re related to my sect, but the likelihood of it being unrelated is greater... they might not even be of the Human Race."

He was very sure that the technological-side products of this world had no connection with Earth. Even if Earth had advanced black technology, it couldn’t produce spaceships capable of starry sky combat. He just wasn’t in a position to directly deny this.

Moreover, he proposed a viewpoint: the race possessing technological-side products might not necessarily be human!

"Indeed," Yaoyang Elder spoke in a deep voice. He was one of the elders responsible for the passage at Yuangang Sect’s entrance. His understanding of the Insect Race was far superior to Cang Jing’s—even if he didn’t understand it before, he’d consulted a vast number of records in this half year.

He confidently replied, "Some Insects from the Insect World are more skillful and clever than the Human Race. The mundane objects they create are quite exquisite, truly not to be underestimated by any race."

"Yes," True Immortal Ming Xin nodded in agreement, "I recently visited a domain in the Lower Realm, something called Chaos... there, people raise insects capable of peeling a stone into transparent sheets, called graphene or something."

What? Feng Jun glanced at him mildly, "Then what did you do in the Chaos Domain?"

Ming Xin, the True Immortal, cast a cautious glance at Feng Jun. Though he was a rebellious character, he didn’t want to cause any misunderstandings with this one—if it were a great enmity, he wouldn’t be afraid, but causing conflict over trivial matters was not worth it.

So, he patiently explained, "That plane doesn’t allow True Immortals to take action. I went there only to provide support and let them know that if they didn’t listen, they should never come to the Tianqin Main Plane."

This kind of task for cultivators from the Higher Realm was considered a routine matter.

Feng Jun finally nodded, "The graphene is for me. They manufactured it to exchange for food, but I only knew about Human cultivators being involved; I really didn’t know the Insect Race was involved too."

Although he had expressly stated this, others looked at him weirdly, almost as if to say—are you entangled with the Insect Race too?

"They’re fighting!" At that moment, a remark from Hua Sheng, the True Immortal, finally released Feng Jun from his predicament.

The Insect Race was the first to attack, and the ones charging forward were not from the Golden Core or Nascent Soul levels, but the Qi Refinement Realm and Emergence Stage insects.

The response of the disc-shaped UFO really resembled what Feng Jun had seen in sci-fi movies, not only with bullet and shell trajectories but also with beams of powerful light, resembling plasma cannons and lasers.

It was obvious that this wasn’t the first battle for both sides; they were very familiar with each other’s techniques. The Insect Race formed a lineup, and even though they weren’t experts in cooperation, it was clear that it was a battle formation.

Feng Jun and his companions were quite far from the Insect Race, approximately 500,000 miles away. But this distance was still too close for a space battle. Still, Ming Xin, the True Immortal, with his iron-willed head, wanted to get a bit closer to watch the battle.

"Retreat, retreat!" Feng Jun had to issue a warning, "Those blue beams are lasers; if hit, the consequences would be very serious."

Most people looked at him with strange expressions, as if to say—you do recognize those after all!

However, Huo Liu, the True Immortal, was a bit slow to respond, "Can’t we just add a layer of defense? It’s too far, and we can’t see the excitement."

Feng Jun glared at him irritably, "Adding a defense might not hold, and exposure is certain!"

"Exposure would..." Huo Liu, the True Immortal, finally reacted halfway through his words, "affect us picking the loot?"

"Of course!" Yi Jue replied impatiently, feeling a bit embarrassed by her sect mate’s slow response, "With both sides being strong, keeping ourselves hidden is the right approach." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Upon hearing this, everyone retreated together, backing away about another 500,000 miles.

Yaoyang, the True Immortal, finally had time to speak, "Are we just going to sit and watch them battle? What if the UFOs contain humans?"

"We’ll still watch," Elder Qinghuang replied emotionlessly, "Humans from different worlds may look alike at most, but their thought processes differ, not necessarily better than other races... This is not just my opinion; it’s recorded by our sect’s predecessors."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. Many among them had lived for over a thousand years, well aware that what he said was true.

The True Sage Diao Sou finally spoke, "You all protect yourselves; I’ll take a look to see what species those flying objects host."

Although he was only at the Emergence Stage cultivation level, he was proficient in the conversion between the real and the illusory. This ability might not greatly enhance combat strength but was ideal for reconnaissance.

Half an hour later, he returned to speak in a serious tone, "Those flying objects can block Divine Sense probing."

Chen Xi, the True Immortal, looked at her True Sage in surprise and spoke shockingly, "They can block your Divine Sense?"

Stopping the True Sage Diao Sou’s Divine Sense was simply incredible, but the True Sage also didn’t want to alarm the opponent, so he examined two severely damaged UFOs and finally reached the other party’s situation.

So his expression was rather solemn, "In the disc-shaped objects... they really are humans, with relatively large heads and shorter limbs."

"Then they might not be humans," Elder Yaoyang finally dared to oppose the True Sage once, "I’ve heard of a large race called Human-like."

"I’ve seen more of the Human-like than you have!" True Sage Diao Sou replied unceremoniously, "Human-like is just a concept proposed by cultivators above the True Sage, not representing a specific race."

After a pause, he spoke again, "The key is civilization. Their method of articulation, internal organs, and even language habits are similar to ours... Although I couldn’t understand what they were saying, they are definitely humans."

Elder Cang Jing recalled another possibility, and her expression changed, "Could they be Dwarven Humans?"

"Not those perverse little troublemakers," the True Sage Diao Sou knew what she meant and shook his head, "The body size doesn’t deviate much; maybe their battle method requires that body size."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jun lightly coughed, "Perhaps it’s... the result of evolution."