Inside the Space Ring.

After the Devouring Spirit Worm devoured a hundred thousand pieces of Netherworld Stone, its body once again swelled to around a hundred zhang, like a Beast crouching in the Void, and the luster on its body became even more crystal-clear, exuding chilling Cold Energy. The Devouring Spirit Worm’s cultivation was completely different from Beasts and humans; it only needed to keep devouring, devouring—so long as the energy reached a certain level, it could evolve. Of course, under such rapid evolution, the only drawback was that it had no combat ability at all, and even less

understanding of Cultivation, Martial Arts, or Magic. It could be said to be a pure Energy Body.

According to the Devouring Spirit Worm, the current upper limit of the number of eggs it could produce each day was two hundred. After it devoured the remaining two hundred thousand-plus Netherworld Stones, it finally produced a heap of eggs. Each egg was the size of a watermelon. Half a day later, under Lin Mo’s gaze, these eggs emitted faint cracking sounds, ka-cha, ka-cha, and then fissures began to spread,

and one after another, vicious Spirit Worms burrowed out of the shells, their bodies still covered with a trace of crystalline fluid.

"Jade must be carved to become a tool, a sword must be whetted to be sharp." Following this principle, Lin Mo summoned all three hundred and twenty Star Feather Insects. Each of these Star Feather Insects had a cultivation at Star Lake Level Early Stage, and they were born as Fierce Insects, with an instinctive ferocity and combat awareness. Every part of their bodily structure

seemed as if it existed purely for the sake of battle.

Very soon, the Beasts on the mountain peak where Lin Mo was located met with disaster. Lin Mo directly used a Sealing Skill to fence off an area where Star Lake Level Beasts roamed, then released all the Star Feather Insects into it to hunt.

Of course, after the Star Feather Insects devoured the flesh and energy of the Beasts, they would also gain in strength and evolve.

Puchi!

Puchi!

Two Beasts the size of trucks, their forms like leopards, after being assaulted by more than a dozen Star Feather Insects, were covered in wounds, their bodies a bloody mess. Fresh blood soaked the soil and weeds, steaming faintly, the stench of blood spreading out.

Then, the dozen-plus Star Feather Insects flapped down, their four-cornered mouths opening wide. Four sharp curved fangs tore open the thick hide and flesh; in just a brief moment, the two Beasts were reduced to two piles of blood and bone.

Scenes like this were playing out in many places in this mountain range, making many Beasts extremely terrified.

"No wonder Insect Cultivation is so frightening. If I were surrounded by tens of thousands of Star Feather Insects, I’m afraid even my scalp would go numb." Standing atop the tip of a tree, Lin Mo watched this scene, shaking his head slightly. Under this kind of slaughter, there were naturally quite a few Star Feather Insects that fell, but the ones that remained were the best. Nurturing Star Feather Insects consumed a great deal, and Lin Mo prioritized quality over quantity. The Star Feather Insects that died in battle could only be said to have been eliminated

.

The ones that remained were the true weapons of war. After all, Star Feather Insects ranked 108th among Alien Insects in the universe. Although they were only at the Star Lake Level Realm, they were already comparable to some Star Sea Level War Insects. As for their ferocity, it was exceedingly terrifying. Although these Star Feather Insects could not kill a powerhouse at Star System Level Early Stage,

they would definitely make anyone facing them feel their scalp go numb.

"Looks like if I have more Netherworld Stones in the future, I can nurture more Star Feather Insects! If I had a batch of Star System Level Star Feather Insects, heh, even if Marquis Mu ran into them, his scalp would go numb."

Lin Moxin thought to himself, and then his figure flickered and disappeared from this area.

A moment later, he appeared in a secluded valley beneath the mountain peak. These past few days, besides spending effort and energy nurturing Star Feather Insects, Lin Mo hadn’t neglected his cultivation of the ’Chaotic Demon Extinguishing Palm’ either.

"I don’t know what the origin of this black totem is. Back inside the Prison Tower it was an Alien Demon, yet now that it remains on my back, it actually has a kind of innate sensing ability toward Netherworld Power."

Lin Mo muttered to himself. Netherworld Power was extremely difficult to cultivate; not everyone was like Lin Mo, possessing the Black Snake Totem. Especially since the ’Chaotic Demon Extinguishing Palm’ was a High-level Netherworld Technique, comprehending the principles within it was extremely difficult. Even the Netherworld Sect Great Elder spent a full ten

years before barely glimpsing its doorway, and only after thirty years could he reluctantly use it.

Within the valley was a tranquil, small lake. Beside the lake were piled huge boulders; the smallest was over ten zhang tall, the largest like a small mountain. Many of these stones had already turned into powder, piled up on the ground.

"Let’s see if I can succeed this time!"

Drawing in a deep breath, Lin Mo flicked up a wisp of violet qi at his fingertip, and, as if his arm were an extension of his will, he began to trace on the surface of a smooth boulder.

Under his concentrated spiritual power, streak after streak of Netherworld Pattern was carved onto the massive rock, quickly sketching out an ancient and abstruse design. The design was simple yet eerie; a single glance at it made one’s mind feel as if it were about to sink into it. The ’Chaotic Demon Extinguishing Palm’ was a high-level technique among Netherworld Techniques. To cultivate it successfully, one had to control the Netherworld Pattern with extreme precision, only then could one unleash such a High-level Netherworld Technique. The Secret Manual contained three methods to temper one’s control over Netherworld Patterns, and what Lin Mo was tracing now

was one of those designs.

The first design consisted of a total of one hundred and eight Netherworld Pattern lines, converging to form an ancient pattern. If one could successfully draw this pattern, it would meet the minimum requirement to perform the ’Chaotic Demon Extinguishing Palm’.

Lin Mo’s eyes were like torches, staring fixedly at the smooth stone face.

The Black Snake Totem on his back slowly revolved as he traced with extreme care and caution. When the last stroke fell, an ancient Array diagram took shape, bursting with a swath of violet radiance.

"I did it!"

Peng!

Then, under Lin Mo’s gaze, that massive rock directly exploded into a heap of powder.

The mounds of powder made from the hundreds of huge rocks around here were all left behind by Lin Mo. However, every time before this, the rock would explode into powder halfway through the drawing. This barely counted as his first success. "The seven days are up. I’ll slowly train more later!" Lin Mo took a deep breath and muttered to himself. According to the sensation in his mind, the inheritances from the four directions had already all been claimed, and the four directional Barriers in the gray space had disappeared

without a trace.

Presumably, the forces gathered from the four inheritances would be heading toward the central area of the gray space.

"Time to go back."

With a wave of Lin Mo’s palm, a Light Gate appeared in the Void. True Yuan carried his voice through the dense forest, and then the Star Feather Insects, each already grown to about human size, flew in from all directions, plunging into the Light Gate and returning to the Space Ring.

From the original three hundred-plus Star Feather Insects, after this period of frenzied slaughter, only around two hundred remained. Of course, the ones that remained were the elite among the Star Feather Insects, and their combat strength had risen by a full tier.

After recalling the Star Feather Insects, Lin Mo, completely at ease, swept up into the sky, his gaze looking into the distance ahead. At the limit of his sight, all was a hazy gray. The legendary Ice Emperor Relics lay in the central region of this gray space. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Meng Die, are you here too?" Lin Mo’s heartbeat couldn’t help speeding up, a blazing heat spreading in his eyes.

Swoosh! Lin Mo tore through the air, trailing a streak of light as he shot rapidly toward the central area.