There is no such thing as unconditional support in this world; Ye Qingzhou now understood that the Emperor Slayer intended to use him as a reference point to observe more possibilities.

For Emperor Realm powerhouses, the path is the only worthy pursuit, and everything else is but fleeting moments.

"So?"

"So, I want to make a deal with you."

Artemis extended her palm, and a Seven-Colored Crystal slowly appeared: "This is the ’Heart of the World,’ the most core Original Force Crystal of this plane. Help me escape the cycle of reincarnation, and it’s yours."

Ye Qingzhou gazed at the crystal, feeling the vast power of hundreds of worlds contained within: "How do you want me to do this?"

"It’s simple."

The Alchemy God showed a relieved smile, "Use your Infinite Sword Realm... to devour this world."

At the peak of the snow mountain, Ye Qingzhou sat cross-legged. The Heart of the World hovered in the palm of his hand, emitting a dreamy glow.

His consciousness sank into his inner world—which had originally been a small realm formed by condensed Sword Intent but was now rapidly expanding under the nourishment of the Heart of the World!

Mountains rose, oceans were born, stars lit up...

"I see."

Ye Qingzhou suddenly understood: "The Emperor Slayer merged the origins of hundreds of worlds to study how to create a true universe, one with infinite potential."

The Heart of the World completely melted, transforming into countless laws that merged into the Sword Realm.

In an instant, the entire Infinite Sword Realm underwent a qualitative change—from a temporary bubble dimension, it officially ascended to a stable and enduring Primordial Universe!

Artemis’s form gradually solidified in the light, feeling the new power and kneeling on one knee before Ye Qingzhou: "From today on, you are my main god."

In the depths of the void, the figure on the Destructive Throne suddenly opened his eyes.

"Finally arrived at this step, huh..."

The Emperor Slayer’s lips curved slightly: "Then next..."

He slowly stood up, and countless world projections appeared before him. In each projection, a "Ye Qingzhou" was growing.

"Let me see, which timeline of you transcends first?"

...

At this moment, the sky over the Land of Canaan was covered by a writhing scarlet, and a gigantic insect nest stood on the horizon like a living thing, its earth-reaching structure pulsating continuously, as if a deformed heart was pumping life for the entire Insect Race Empire.

The air was filled with the pungent stench of mixed decay and metal; it was the corrosive liquid secreted by the Insect Race and the product of evaporated human blood.

"The third line of defense has collapsed! Repeat, the third line of defense has collapsed! Requesting support!"

The hoarse shout of the front-line commander came through the communicator, immediately cut off by a piercing screech.

Adeline Moon Shadow stood on the shattered city wall, the silver-white long hair unique to the New Moon Royal Family fluttering in the blood-scented wind. She tightened her grip on the energy longbow in her hand, her knuckles whitening from the effort.

As one of Crescent Fertile Soil’s strongest martial artists, she had been continuously fighting for three days and nights, but the insect tide seemed endless.

"Lady Adeline, there’s a breach on the east side of the wall!"

A soldier with a blood-stained face staggered over to report.

Adeline did not respond; she took a deep breath, and the "Moonlight True Qi" she had cultivated for years began to circulate within her.

Her eyes glowed silver, and a faint moon halo appeared around her body. With a clear whistle, she leaped off the wall, drawing the longbow in mid-air, and seven arrows of pure energy simultaneously formed.

"Moonlight Seven-Star Formation!"

The arrows left the string, tracing seven silver trajectories, each precisely hitting the head of an insect soldier scaling the wall.

These creatures, over two meters tall, had bodies covered in shells and sickle-like forelimbs, but under Adeline’s attack, their heads were instantly pierced, and green body fluid spattered out.

However, more insect soldiers poured in through the breach. They did not charge blindly but scattered in an organized manner, using their numerical advantage to surround Adeline.

"It’s never-ending..."

Adeline gritted her teeth, ready to attack again when a roar suddenly erupted from the sky.

Dozens of Europe’s vertical take-off and landing aircraft sliced through the blood-colored clouds, and the heavy cannons mounted under their bellies began to unleash firepower.

The explosive shockwaves sent fragments of the wall flying, and swathes of insect soldiers were reduced to charred remains in the sea of fire.

"Looks like reinforcements have finally arrived."

Adeline breathed a sigh of relief.

A convoy of armored troop carriers was rapidly approaching from behind the aircraft group.

The vehicles bore the sword cross emblem of Rapids Castle, and the heavy laser cannons on top continuously swept the area, paving the way for infantry.

The foremost combat vehicle suddenly transformed, unfolding as a tall figure completely covered in silver-white power armor leaped out. He wielded a two-meter-long plasma giant sword, the blade wrapped in blue-white electric arcs.

"In the name of humanity!"

William von Hornheim’s voice resonated through the armor’s speaker, deep and strong.

He waved the giant sword, sending a crescent-shaped plasma wave sweeping twenty meters ahead, slicing all insect soldiers in its path.

Europe’s reinforcements finally arrived on the battlefield, but everyone knew this was just the beginning.

In the makeshift command center, representatives from various countries sat around the holographic projection table, which displayed a strategic map of the entire Land of Canaan battlefield.

The areas controlled by the Insect Race appeared in blood-red, occupying two-thirds of the map.

"According to reconnaissance, there is a core energy source inside the insect nest."

Europe’s chief scientist from the Falan Holy Mechanical Army, Anna Klaus, adjusted her glasses as she presented data before everyone: "We call it the ’Heart of the Insect Race.’ It’s not only the energy hub of the entire insect nest but also nurturing higher-level insectoid units."

"Our Blood Race scouts discovered that those scarlet insect cocoons are absorbing the life force of their prey."

Blood Race Prince Victor Dracula said coldly, his pale face expressionless: "Inside each cocoon is a miniature space-time, hatching monsters beyond our imagination."

William removed his helmet, revealing a resolute face and short golden hair: "Rapids Castle can assemble a sword and strike force to penetrate the insect nest and destroy that core directly."

"Too risky."

The military commander of Crescent Fertile Soil shook his head: "There are at least three Insect Generals guarding the inside of the insect nest, not to mention the possibly awakened Insect King."

Adeline, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "But this is our only chance. Regular armies can’t withstand the war of attrition against the insect tide. With each day of delay, the swarm grows stronger, posing an apocalyptic-level threat to our entire human world, and must be meticulously addressed."

The meeting fell into a brief silence.

Finally, Victor flashed a sharp smile: "Looks like we need to form a... special team."

Three hours later, an elite assault team comprised of various nations’ experts was assembled.

Adeline represented the martial artists of Crescent Fertile Soil, William led five Rapids Swordsmen, and Victor selected three Blood Race powerhouses. Anna joined the team as technical support, equipped with her Star God Armor, which was lighter than regular power armor and fitted with various scanning and interference devices.

"Remember, our target is the Heart of the Insect Race, do not linger in battles."

Anna adjusted the energy interference device in her hand: "According to calculations, we have a seventeen-minute window, during which the insect nest’s defense systems will be at their minimum power."

William nodded, turning to Adeline: "Can the martial artist’s perception ability help us avoid most patrols?"

Adeline closed her eyes, Moonlight True Qi surging within, extending her perception to the limit: "It can, but high-level insectoids can block my detection. Units above insect generals... I can only warn a few seconds in advance."

"That’s enough."

Victor licked his sharp teeth: "The speed of the Blood Race is sufficient; with battle nurtures battle, penetrating the core region is fairly plausible."