White Tiger! Among the two masters flanking Song Wendong, apart from Butler Hou, the other was none other than White Tiger! White Tiger, the one who had crippled Qin Fen with a single palm strike back on Earth! White Tiger, the divine beast-level martial artist of Venus.

This new dimension, pried open by the scientists, had Song Wendong opting to heal within it, choosing the same timeline as the Queen Bee, rather than departing immediately.

In the projection, after recovering from his injuries, Song Wendong immediately chose to take his two capable assistants and pursue the Queen Bee who had escaped last time.

A cycle of fierce fighting, desperate escape, and relentless pursuit unfolded once more between the Queen Bee and Song Wendong.

The cunning Queen Bee once again displayed its capacity for learning. Previously possessing sheer, overwhelming strength, her combat experience had now blossomed, making her increasingly crafty; yet, even against three relentless pursuers, she could not gain any discernible advantage.

This evolved into a brutal, thrilling siege and counter-siege, the number of participants escalating from one to three, and then from three to five! Added to the pursuit force were a woman wielding extreme heat-based techniques and a powerful Shenda expert.

This woman would later become known as Vermilion Bird, while this newly emerged man was now referred to as Black Tortoise…

Qian Jin watched the every move of these masters with absolute focus. This was not merely observing past events; it was a rare opportunity to absorb invaluable combat experience for his own path as a martial artist.

With the five great masters uniting to corner her, no matter how powerful or how cunning the Queen Bee was, she could not escape this time. She finally fell beneath Song Wendong’s hand.

Yet, this death brought no relief to Qin Fen’s expression, nor did it ease the countenances of Song Wendong and his companions.

During this final siege, not only had the containment net formed by the five masters achieved perfect synchronization, but the Queen Bee herself had exhibited a crucial flaw.

Qin Fen could sense, watching the projection screen, that the Queen Bee’s power in this last confrontation was far diminished compared to before; she likely couldn't have secured victory even against Song Wendong alone.

After observing the progression of events on the screen, Qin Fen realized there was only one possible explanation for the Queen Bee’s profound weakness: she must have birthed a new Queen Bee!

The Queen Bee's method of succession was entirely different from human inheritance. Qin Fen discovered that when a Queen Bee produced a successor, she didn't merely grant life and reproductive capability; she transferred her entire reservoir of experience and accumulated knowledge to the new Queen. It was, in essence, a complete transfer of ability!

Once the new Queen Bee was born, she didn't require the helpless infancy of a human baby; from the moment of birth, she possessed the capacity to reproduce. Her arrival was that of a fully mature entity.

Song Wendong also realized that the Queen Bee they had killed was merely an older iteration, one that had self-eliminated to choose a path of greater evolution and development for the species.

The new Queen Bee! Song Wendong and his four companions frantically sought her out. They soon located the recently born Queen, who, just as they suspected, possessed immense power coupled with an even greater degree of cunning.

The moment Song Wendong spotted the Queen Bee, Qin Fen, gazing at the image on the screen, was genuinely startled.

Meditating! The Queen Bee in the projection was actually sitting in the meditation posture, just like human martial artists! The previous Queen Bee never meditated; her power was purely innate, unmixed with any Zhenqi release.

Evolution! The new Queen Bee had evolved again! She was like those creatures that had recently devoured humans, the ones that had manifested Zhenqi; she too possessed the capacity for advancement!

Another fierce battle erupted. This time, the battlefield saw the appearance of a large contingent of “Worker Bees,” creatures born from the previous Queen, who unhesitatingly threw themselves into a battle they couldn't possibly win to defend their new sovereign.

Creatures fell in droves, dissolving into flesh and blood that irrigated the earth. The five masters unleashed the full extent of their capabilities within that space, slaughtering the monstrous tide until rivers of blood flowed, finally striking down the newborn Queen Bee in the fray. It was a near-perfect massacre; every visible patch of ground was stained a deep crimson. After meticulously scouring the area for several more days, the five masters finally departed the bizarre dimension, carrying specimens of the slain creatures, including the shattered husk of the defeated Queen Bee.

Upon exiting, Song Wendong and his group conferred with the scientific team about whether to destroy and seal the dimension. They learned, however, that while opening such a space was difficult, closing it was even harder. This scientifically accessible dimension, though, could not be annihilated.

This meant that while the space was ostensibly sealed, it continued to exist, and its internal development would proceed unabated—like a physical wound that appears healed on the surface, but internally festers and will continue to rot as it must.

The inability to close or destroy it meant they could only let it continue existing—news that was deeply unfavorable to everyone, both those watching the projection and Song Wendong’s team who had been on site.

“This is a highly aberrant space; you must find a way to seal it as soon as possible.”

“When I enter it, my martial arts power is severely suppressed, as if by a unique set of rules that I currently cannot defy.”

“That is the influence of multi-dimensional forces. We are presently powerless against that. While we cannot seal it immediately, we are continuously working, exploring every possible method to adjust the timeline, striving to find a breakthrough point to normalize the time flow within that space to match our human world as quickly as possible.”

“Understood. Until the adjustments are made, if any new issues arise, contact me immediately.”

With those final words, Song Wendong vanished from the projection log. The scene shifted, returning to that Pandora’s Box of a dimension, once more opened by human hands.

After the massive conflict, control over the space seemed to have reverted to human hands. Various flora began growing again under automated machinery; everything appeared utterly harmonious.

Qin Fen felt a subtle, nagging worry, though he couldn't quite place its source. Soon, the projection validated his concern: the disparity in the speed of time progression between the two worlds was the issue.

The scientific team, examining the remnants of the slain creatures, decided after deliberation to expand the scope of their research group! Studying these organisms might usher in a new leap for human societal development.

The scientists—the mother of humanity—once again marshaled a group of specialists in biological fields to join the collective, driven by concern for their child, humanity.

Qin Fen’s fists clenched slightly. He secretly wondered if this marked the very genesis of the Chong Wuzhe (Insect Martial Artists).

It was nearly impossible for the scientists in the human world to view the latest progress directly; they had to constantly jump through time viewing feeds relayed by the projection satellites.

Soon, a few days later, the scientific collective discovered something startling! The land, dyed crimson by the previous battle, had miraculously returned to its original earthy hue.

The corpses strewn across the battlefield had vanished without a trace, as if millions of unseen janitors had executed an emergency cleanup drill to prepare for an inspection by high officials.

This bizarre scene compelled the scientists to quickly retreat in the projection feed, intent on observing what transpired during that interval.

The red blood appeared to be actively absorbed, rapidly permeating downward beneath the surface layer. The intense red faded quickly.

Calculations suggested that in roughly one day’s passage within the extra-dimensional space, the ground had fully recovered its color. Immediately afterward, a spot on the surface convulsed, and an egg wormed its way up from beneath the soil. The egg then swelled several times before a powerful arm, shimmering with metallic luster, resembling a human hand but tipped with razor-sharp claws, burst through the white shell.

In the next instant, Qin Fen watched a creature rise from the broken eggshell: a Queen Bee! A further evolved Queen Bee. Though her outward appearance had changed somewhat, she was still recognizably the Queen Bee! Especially the massive ovipositor situated behind her, designed for laying eggs, remained intact.

The scientific team witnessing this erupted in startled shrieks. Some began frantically attempting to re-establish contact with Song Wendong, who had only departed a few days prior.

Qin Fen let out a soft sigh. Too late. Indeed, too late! Song Wendong, having gained considerable experience from that battle, would naturally choose to enter seclusion to digest it, just as Qin Fen would have—perhaps for a day, perhaps for several.

While Song Wendong was in seclusion, the scientific teams could not reach him. The other masters had also chosen this moment to retreat and assimilate the combat knowledge gained in the new dimension.

Clever, Qin Fen had to concede, acknowledging the genius of the preceding Queen Bee. He was equally stunned by the implication that the Queen Bee’s reproduction was not limited to one! Or perhaps, the previous Queen had possessed no reproductive capacity at all! This current entity was the genuine Queen Bee.

The elder Queen Bee, knowing she could not defeat Song Wendong and the others, had given birth to one true and one false Queen Bee consecutively. Perhaps because the false Queen had drawn too much vital energy from the true one, the true Queen’s egg remained dormant deep underground while the counterfeit drew the attention of Song Wendong’s group.

The support creatures who had died in battle might not have been defending the false Queen Bee at all! Their fanatical display might have been staged solely to convince Song Wendong that the besieged creature was the true sovereign!

Or perhaps, those supporting creatures who chose death were deliberately sacrificed, offering everything to the true Queen Bee so she could hatch quickly. This would explain why the blood did not merely seep into the earth but was actively absorbed by the egg, consuming the essence of all the fallen combatants.

The newly hatched Queen Bee, exactly as Qin Fen had surmised, immediately began a new cycle of self-enhancement. Her rate of consumption was staggering. Perhaps having absorbed the abilities of the creatures she spawned, her mouth—appearing to be the size of a normal human’s—could open to a snake-like maw capable of swallowing prey larger than her own body. The mangled corpses of the creatures previously battered by Song Wendong were rapidly swept away by the new Queen Bee.

Consume, consume, consume! The terrifying new Queen Bee’s physical form showed no immediate change, yet Qin Fen instinctively felt her growing stronger.

After this period of gorging, the new Queen Bee encountered a contingent of surviving creatures who had managed to flee—descendants of the old Queen, now leading other organisms from this world.

The new Queen Bee showed no hesitation. After devouring these new beings, she initiated another round of production. The luminous white giant eggs emerged; the initial birthing process was agonizingly slow and difficult. Producing a single giant egg left her face beaded with sweat, gasping heavily.

Another giant egg was finally forced out after intense struggle. Qin Fen had never witnessed the Queen Bee suffer during oviposition. Previously, egg-laying was as effortless as pouring beans from a basket, nearly comparable to a modern automated production line, causing her no discomfort whatsoever.

The new Queen Bee managed to birth three eggs in quick succession under duress. After wheezing violently, it seemed she acclimated to the exertion of reproduction, and the subsequent births became faster and remarkably easier.

Qin Fen stared intently at the first three eggs produced. After a period of violent shaking, they burst forth, coated in a strange, viscous fluid.

The first egg yielded a creature featuring the lower body of a spider, a plump abdomen, the upper torso of a human, and the savage visage of a beast. This initial birth demonstrated the Queen Bee's appreciation and understanding of human weaponry: a six-barreled Gatling gun materialized from skeletal modifications in the spider abdomen, its roar of web-projectiles instantly reducing two nearby monsters to mere pulp. Further bone and muscle movement on its back produced what resembled a rocket launcher, which unleashed a massive web-bomb saturated with green venom, its corrosive power rivaling that of human gunpowder.

The creature from the second egg possessed arms thicker than a human torso, the tail of a scorpion extending from its back, its sting firing relentlessly like a submachine gun. It boasted formidable long-range capability alongside its powerful close-combat arms.

Qin Fen rested his chin on his hand, finally grasping why the first few eggs had been so difficult to birth: these creatures were inherently more powerful than the mass-produced monsters! These few beings possessed strength equivalent to Huanxue Chongsheng Zhen Xiantian (Blood-Exchanging Rebirth True Innate) upon hatching!

Perhaps they didn't possess the formal classification of Huanxue Chongsheng Zhen Xiantian.

But in terms of sheer power, their strength was comparable to a ten-star martial artist.

After emitting roars toward the sky, several of these newly birthed monsters sat down cross-legged on the ground, mimicking the human posture of meditation, perfectly still.

They! Were cultivating internal arts! Qin Fen sucked in a sharp breath—this was undeniably terrible news!

In the projection, the creatures resembling fish-scaled gorillas wandered aimlessly based on instinct; they lacked complete human intellect and did not engage in martial cultivation.

Qin Fen realized that when the Queen Bee engaged in mass production, she could not fully control the outcome, or rather, she could not guarantee that every offspring possessed high intelligence. Only a portion of them gained sentience and began meditating to cultivate internal energy, just like the creatures from the earlier eggs.

“Heh, the irony, isn't it? Many people are currently speculating that these mutated creatures in reality are the work of nuclear contamination or extraterrestrial visitors. They would never guess that these masterpieces are the byproducts of their overly doting parents—the scientists—whose excessive nurturing generated a severe side effect.”

The aged voice from the loudspeaker resonated with self-mockery, echoing through the spacious chamber as if an ancient deity were recounting a secret unknown to all, passing through the dimensions of time.