Chapter 1712: Ancestor of All Insects
"What is that?"

Zhang Qian looked closely, but was blocked by the blurry sea of ​​clouds. He hurriedly urged the Hongmeng Wanhua Ding to increase its suction power, and the remaining half of the sea of ​​clouds was swallowed up in no time.

Without the obstruction of the dark green sea of ​​clouds, he could clearly see the scenery at the bottom of the basin.

There were countless towering trees there, with billions of vines winding through them, but now the dense forest was falling apart.

Giant trees fell over one after another, and countless vines broke, making muffled sounds.

The ground beneath the dense forest cracked, spreading out countless fissures, and the source of these cracks was a huge rock with a radius of thousands of miles in the center of the basin!

It can no longer be considered a boulder, it is truly a vast sacred mountain. The stone is ten thousand miles in radius and completely round, like a round star.

One glance at it even gives one the feeling that this basin, which is tens of millions of miles in radius, was created by a star falling from the sky.

But when Zhang Qian took a closer look, he found that this huge stone was not a star, but a real stone. The strange thing was that the surface of this round stone was covered with dense Taoist patterns, which were extremely complicated and made people dizzy.

At this moment, the huge rock was shaking wildly. With every vibration, a terrifying noise echoed in the basin, then cracked the earth and shattered countless huge trees into powder.

"who is it……!"

At this moment, a faint roar came from inside the strange boulder.

If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear the roar clearly, but Zhang Qian heard it clearly.

"Is there someone inside the boulder?"

Zhang Qian was stunned, but he didn't feel any fear, just curiosity.

Click, click, click...!
A deafening sound of shattering was heard, and cracks suddenly appeared on the huge rock.

"Who wants to kill my descendants? How dare you!"

This time the sound coming from inside the boulder became clearer. A huge roar came from the cracks in the boulder, filled with anger and murderous intent.

"children and grandchildren?"

Zhang Qian blinked inexplicably.

boom……!
With an explosion, the huge rock exploded completely, and dust and fog filled the sky, blocking Zhang Qian's sight but unable to block his divine consciousness.

When he scanned with his divine sense, he immediately saw the living creature inside the boulder.

"Why is it him!"

The creature was actually a human being, and he recognized him. It was none other than Pan Wang who once possessed the lower world!
"So this is King Pan's lair. I was wondering why there is a sea of ​​clouds made up of countless insects. Isn't he the ancestor of the witchcraft technique?"

He immediately understood that the sea of ​​clouds composed of countless insects were obviously poisonous insects cultivated by King Pan. They were a defensive measure set up to protect their nest, but he caught them all in one fell swoop.

Those poisonous insects can ignore the Great Sun True Fire and the Innate and Innate Divine Water. This alone makes Zhang Qian look at them with new eyes. King Pan really has special abilities. It is somewhat horrifying that he can cultivate the poisonous insects to such a level.

Moreover, this skill is the first of its kind in the prehistoric world. As far as Zhang Qian knows, King Pan is the only one in the prehistoric world who practices the art of witchcraft.

Pan Wang's witchcraft is not well received. In the eyes of many great powers in the ancient times, witchcraft is just a minor path and there is no hope of eternal life. No matter how well you raise insects, it is useless. At most, the methods are a little weird, which does not help your own path at all.

But Zhang Qian didn't think so at this moment, because the King Pan who emerged from the huge rock was actually at the realm of Hunyuan True Immortal!

Indeed, the realm of Hunyuan Zhenxian is nothing great. Among the powerful people who entered the prehistoric world from the heavens and all realms, most of them are Hunyuan Zhenxian. Zhang Qian himself is also a Hunyuan Zhenxian.

But King Pan was born in the same era as Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, Fuxi, Nuwa and other innate gods.

This is amazing.

Because Pangu Sanqing, Fuxi, Nuwa, Minghe, Kunpeng and others who were born in the same era as Pan Wang were still in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, while Pan Wang quietly achieved Hunyuan Zhenxian. He actually suppressed Pangu Sanqing and other innate gods of the same era and broke through first.

Pangu and the Three Pure Ones have always had a very high opinion of themselves, believing that they would be the first among the innate gods of the same era to achieve the status of True Immortal Hunyuan.

The rest were nothing to worry about, as they would never have thought that Pan Wang, who lived in the same era as them, had made a breakthrough first. And they themselves were still planning to take advantage of this opportunity of the change in the way of heaven to go into seclusion and attain enlightenment.

"King Pan! This is actually your lair. This is a misunderstanding."

Zhang Qian said with narrowed eyes.

Pan Wang, who jumped out of the boulder, raised his head slightly, and Zhang Qian immediately felt the power of divine thoughts as deep as the ocean surging towards him.

"wrong!"

The next moment, Zhang Qian frowned, because he felt that King Dapan's spiritual thoughts were different from others. No matter how magnificent the spiritual thoughts of ordinary people were, they were only simple.

But King Pan’s divine thoughts were countless, just like countless huge creatures, all sending out their divine thoughts together, and then all the divine thoughts merged into one and became one.

"How could this be?"

Zhang Qian was extremely curious. Pan Wang's divine thoughts gave him the feeling that billions of living beings were simultaneously sending out divine thoughts to him, as if Pan Wang himself had billions of divine thoughts.

"Zhang Qian! It's you!"

With a scan of his divine sense, King Pan also saw Zhang Qian's appearance clearly and recognized him at a glance. He was deeply impressed by Zhang Qian.

"Why are you coming to my territory if you are not planning your plot in Taiwu Mountain? You are going too far to destroy my millions of descendants!"

"what!"

Zhang Qian's heart skipped a beat, and a murderous intent suddenly rose up in his heart.

This King Pan actually knew about his connection with Taiwu Mountain, and even knew that it was he who ordered the Qiangyi to drive out the wild monsters in the north. How did he do that?

Zhang Qian was slightly annoyed when his secret was exposed, and his murderous intent towards King Pan grew stronger. Everything he planned had a long-term purpose, and if King Pan told it to others, he didn't know what the consequences would be.

What made him even more curious was how King Pan knew his secret?

Seeing Zhang Qian's face turn pale, King Pan sneered, "What? Are you surprised?"

With a sneer, he flew up and came above the basin, looking at Zhang Qian. Then, in Zhang Qian's astonished gaze, his appearance changed drastically, from a burly, masculine-looking man to a graceful woman visibly!

Zhang Qian's figure shook, "What are you doing? You are...!"

He was really stunned. This was not some kind of transformation technique used by Pan Wang, but he truly transformed from a man into a woman.

"This old ancestor is in seclusion here to practice, and you come here to harass me and kill my millions of descendants. If you don't give me an explanation today, you can't leave!"

"Hermaphrodite! Are you really a bug?"

However, when Zhang Qian said this, he thought of Pan Wang's witchcraft and saw Pan Wang's transformation from male to female. How could he not understand that the opponent's true form was most likely an insect, a hermaphroditic insect.

"Hahahaha, you're right. This old ancestor is the first insect born after the creation of the world. I'm the ancestor of all insects. In the entire world of prehistoric times, no matter how big or small, no matter what kind, all the insects are my descendants!"

Zhang Qian looked at her coldly, "In other words, all the insects in the prehistoric world are your eyes and ears. You will also know what they see and hear?"

He understood why King Pan knew his secret. It must be that when he was in Taiwu Mountain, he was seen by the ants and insects in Taiwu Mountain. And King Pan could empathize with and see clearly the scenes seen by those insignificant ants and insects.

How many bugs are there in the entire prehistoric world? Infinite!

There are insects everywhere on the earth, in the ocean and in the sky. They are fragile and insignificant, but their numbers are frighteningly large. Pan Wang, the ancestor of all insects, can connect with all the insects in the prehistoric world with just a thought, and then see everything these insects see and hear everything these insects hear!
(End of this chapter)