The third Demigod Insectoid saw Ian Song injured and thought he could take advantage, but he had no idea that Ian was only showing at most one percent of his true power.
Otherwise, with his real strength, he could have wiped them out instantly.
Facing the third Insectoid, Ian seemed exhausted, wounded, and quickly fell into disadvantage as soon as they clashed, which greatly encouraged the Demigod Insectoids watching.
Some of them even pictured Ian Song being cut down right before their eyes.
But after five hundred moves, Ian suddenly erupted, his power surging fivefold, and in just three strokes, he chopped off the third Demigod Insectoid’s head.
“Who’s next?” Ian raised his Azure Flood-Dragon Sword, pointing it at the remaining Demigod Insectoids.
“He’s already at his limit!”
“He just unleashed a huge burst of power—there’s no way he can keep it up. After that explosion, he should be weak!”
“This is the perfect chance to kill him!”
“I, Tucker, will go!”
Another Demigod Insectoid charged out, heading straight for Ian Song.
Boom! Boom!
Energy clashed and the void kept exploding. In the next instant, Tucker’s body was split in two by a single stroke of Ian’s sword.
The fourth Demigod Insectoid fell!
“Damn, his burst period isn’t over yet!”
The lead Demigod Insectoid’s face turned ugly as he spoke.
Ian Song panted heavily and let out a weird laugh. “Heh heh, this time I’ll let two of you come die together. Who’s next?”
“He’s just bluffing!”
Someone judged.
“So arrogant!”
“Let’s go kill him!”
Two gigantic Demigod Insectoids stepped forward side by side, their eyes cold and brimming with killing intent.
“Come on!”
Ian Song pointed his sword at the two Demigod Insectoids and shouted.
“Kill him!”
The two giant Demigod Insectoids shot out from left and right, flanking Ian Song.
Boom! Boom!
Another round of earth-shaking explosions tore through the sky, endless currents of energy swirling, and the ground below erupted into countless craters.
Inside the formation space.
Flora Thrall looked up at the sky, worry in her eyes mixed with doubt. Based on the strength he used to defeat her, the young master should have at least Seventh-Tier War General combat power. So why does he seem so much weaker now? Even when he erupts, it looks more like Sixth-Tier War General strength.
After a fierce struggle, the result was finally decided.
Ian Song emerged victorious, slaying the two giant Insectoids, but his whole body was stained with blood and covered in wounds.
Yet his eyes were still exceptionally bright.
He raised a hand, pointed at the remaining Demigod Insectoids, and shouted arrogantly, “Now I’ll kill three! You ugly bugs, who wants to die?”
But as soon as the words left his mouth, his body actually swayed slightly.
Demigods have incredibly keen senses, and noticing this, they all believed the human had reached his limit.
“We’ll do it!”
So three more Demigod Insectoids stepped out and charged at Ian Song.
As soon as they clashed, Ian Song was completely overwhelmed—by the third move, he was knocked out of the sky.
Seeing this, the Demigod Insectoids nearly erupted in cheers.
“Quick, don’t give him a chance—kill him!”
The three Insectoids dove down, intent on finishing Ian Song off for good.
But just then—
A surge of powerful energy rose up from the deep pit where he’d fallen.
“Kill!”
A blur of movement—and three Insectoids were split in two.
Nine Demigod Insectoids dead!
Seeing this, the remaining Demigod Insectoids looked grim. They’d been so close to killing the human, but he’d broken through at the last moment.
Ian Song soared back into the sky, leveling with the Demigod Insectoids, and laughed loudly: “Hahaha! Bugs are bugs—even at Demigod level, you’re still weak! This time, I’ll kill five! Who’s next?”
For a moment, the remaining Demigod Insectoids hesitated. In such a short time, nine Demigod Insectoids had already died at the hands of this human.
“What’s wrong? Are you scared?”
Ian Song mocked.
“He just broke through, his foundation must be unstable. If you five join forces, you should be able to kill him!”
This time, the Demigod Insectoid leader personally selected five Demigod Insectoids, each with strength comparable to a Sixth-Tier War General.
“Yes!”
The five Demigod Insectoids shot out, attacking Ian Song without hesitation.
“Good!”
Ian Song roared, and his Azure Flood-Dragon Sword burst forth with divine light as he charged fearlessly at the five Demigod Insectoids.
Inside the formation, Flora Thrall’s eyes lit up. She finally understood her young master’s plan: he didn’t have enough strength to face over a hundred Demigod Insectoids at once, so he pretended to be weak and lured them out in small groups to kill them one by one.
She’d guessed most of it, but there was one thing she didn’t know: Ian Song wasn’t worried about not having enough strength—he was worried the Insectoids would run away.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The clash in the sky raged on, shattering vast stretches of the void. Chaotic currents swept everywhere—if a Saint-Sea martial artist entered, they’d be torn to pieces instantly.
Five Demigod Insectoids, each as strong as a Sixth-Tier War General, joined forces—forcing Ian Song into a ‘bitter struggle’!
This gave the remaining Demigod Insectoids hope that they could finally kill the human.
But after a thousand moves, that infuriating human unleashed a secret technique that multiplied his battle power several times—and just like that, the five Demigod Insectoids were slain.
Fourteen now—fourteen Demigod Insectoids had died at this human’s hands, and the survivors were terrified.
Ian Song panted heavily, his face covered in exhaustion. This time, he didn’t issue a challenge.
As the remaining ninety-plus Demigod Insectoids hesitated in shock, Ian Song’s voice rang out again: “That’s enough for today. Let’s fight again another time!”
The survivors, who’d been cowed by Ian Song’s strength, now assumed he was too exhausted to keep fighting.
So the Demigod Insectoid leader said, “Are you planning to flee the battlefield?”
“Flee? Don’t flatter yourselves! I gave you so many chances, and you still couldn’t defeat me!”
Ian Song sneered. But to the Demigod Insectoid leader, his words sounded just a bit forced.
“You’re afraid, aren’t you? If not, then accept my challenge!” The leader’s eyes gleamed. He was Luku, the only one among the Demigod Insectoids whose strength had reached Eighth-Tier War General.
He believed he’d figured out the human’s limits, and with Ian so drained, Luku was confident he could win easily.
“You mean, just you alone?” Ian Song feigned surprise.
“Yes, just me. If you can defeat me, today’s battle ends here!” Luku said with a smile.
“Fine! I accept!”
“Do you need a moment to rest?” Luku asked, feigning concern.
“No need. I only need a fraction of my strength to kill you!”
“Hmph!”
Luku snorted and attacked from midair!
“Heh heh!”
Just then, Ian Song flashed a strange smile and his Azure Flood-Dragon Sword shot out like lightning.
Slash!
Luku was instantly sliced in two.