Although the chaos face-hugging worm was difficult to deal with, it was still just a small fry sent by the other side.
This was the other side’s most basic test.
The real trump card hadn’t been played yet.
And just as sword king world had been attacked, as Wang Ling and the monk had expected, earth had also been attacked by the chaos face-hugging worm from the infinite Milky Way.
Those insect eggs that had been born invisibly and looked colorful when the light passed through them.
They were densely packed together like raindrops as they descended like snowflakes along the longitude and latitude lines of earth and at various coordinates.
In front of the true venerate hall of Zhan Zong, the monk strolled out of the hall and looked up at the sky.
These face-hugging bugs were extremely troublesome for the sword spirits of the Sword King World.
Earth had just leveled up, and it would still take some time for the quality of cultivators around the world to improve.