Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

The Soul Devouring Demon Insect King's expression shifted instantly, sometimes revealing fear, and sometimes revealing uncontrollable joy. He spoke in a trembling voice, "Soul Devouring Purple Flame? You've actually seen him before? Where did you see him?"

Upon seeing this, the Soul Devouring Demon Insect King raised his lips slightly and casually threw out a vine emitting a mysterious purple light. He then asked coldly, "Come and see, is this the Soul Devouring Purple Flame?"

The Soul Devouring Demonic Insect King's gaze was instantly drawn to the purple vine, his eyes sparkling like a hungry wolf spotting delicious prey. He excitedly exclaimed, "Haha, it's indeed the Soul Devouring Purple Flame! It's still in its larval stage, so it's a great tonic for us! Tell me, where did you see it?"

The Soul Devouring Demon Insect King crossed his arms and said slowly, "It should be around here. Not long ago, it appeared in the barrier on its own. None of the people I sent to capture it returned."

The Soul Devouring Demon Insect King narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly, "Hmph, your people are so useless. But it's also true that even in its larval stage, the Soul Devouring Purple Flame's power should not be underestimated."

The Soul-Devouring Demon Insect King: "It's enough for you to know..." After saying that, he returned to the underground holding the golden heart and attacked the barrier.

The Soul-Devouring Demon Insect King led his men to look for the Soul-Devouring Purple Flame.

The Soul Devouring Purple Flame is not in the Death Forest, they can’t find it…

Near the Peacock Tribe's territory, teams of different beastmen stood in formation, ready for battle. Each of these beastmen stared with wide eyes, staring at the scene in disbelief, their faces filled with extreme shock.

This place was no longer the place they remembered, but now it was utterly transformed. The once vibrant and vibrant scene, lush green grass, and vibrant flowers, was long gone, replaced by a desolate and dead silence. The earth was dry and cracked, barren of grass, as if struck by a terrible disaster. A cold wind howled across this desolate landscape, stirring up gusts of dust and sending a chill down one's spine.

The general came to his senses after a long time and immediately sent someone back to report.

The soldiers who were sent back to report galloped all the way without daring to stop.

The orc army here did not relax its vigilance. The general sent a team to explore whether there were any remaining dangers.

One of the teams was particularly eye-catching. Led by a terrifying dragon and a soul-devouring purple flame emitting a strange aura, this team headed towards the center of the world, full of unknown and dangerous things.

A deathly silence reigned all around, as if time had stood still. However, this oppressive atmosphere did not in the least affect the team members' resolute pace. They remained composed, vigilantly observing their surroundings, not missing a single glimmer of danger.

At this moment, Soul Devouring Ziyan, who was walking ahead, keenly sensed something strange happening on the ground beneath his feet. The once solid ground began to give way slightly, and then, he lost his balance and instantly fell downwards! Beneath this, hidden was an incredibly deep black hole.

In the blink of an eye, the demon dragon following closely behind jumped without hesitation, and followed the Soul-Devouring Purple Flame into the dark cave.

When they entered the cave, the sight before them was horrifying. The cavern was vast, permeated by a foul odor. Even more terrifying, the ground, walls, and ceiling were densely packed with pale purple insects. These insects had ferocious appearances, shimmering with a faint light, making it clear at first glance that they were not good creatures.

Upon discovering someone had intruded into their territory, the insects immediately erupted in a commotion. They emitted a sharp, piercing hiss, then quickly converged like a tidal wave, forming a surging tide that pounced on the Demon Dragon and Soul Devouring Purple Flame, launching a fierce attack.

Soul Devouring Zi Yan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a devilish smile. A playful glint flickered in his narrow eyes as he whispered softly, "Soul Devouring Bug..."

At this moment, a mysterious and powerful force suddenly surged beneath his feet, and countless deep purple vines quickly emerged from the ground like spirit snakes. These vines took on an eerie hue, and were covered in sharp barbs that gleamed with a chilling light in the sunlight.

As Soul Devouring Purple Flame's mind moved, the purple vines, as if possessing life, swept towards the Soul Devouring Insects surging forward at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, the two violently collided with each other, emitting bursts of piercing sounds.

However, the Soul Devouring Worms showed no sign of retreating. They continued to charge towards Soul Devouring Purple Flame fearlessly. But all this was in vain. The purple vines were like an impenetrable barrier, firmly blocking the Soul Devouring Worms. Furthermore, whenever a Soul Devouring Worm approached the vines, it would be instantly pierced by the sharp thorns, becoming a delicious meal for Soul Devouring Purple Flame.

As time passed, more and more Soul Devouring Bugs perished, while the purple vines released by the Soul Devouring Purple Flame grew thicker and more numerous. Simultaneously, with each Soul Devouring Bug's death, faintly glowing fragments of its soul floated out of its body, slowly immersing themselves in the Soul Devouring Purple Flame's consciousness. Naturally, the Soul Devouring Purple Flame was unfazed by these delicacies delivered to its doorstep, devouring the pure energy contained within them with relentless abandon.

At the same moment, Lin Ziyu, who had signed a mysterious contract with him, suddenly felt his soul power continuously growing. At the same time, fragmented and blurry images began to flood into his mind like a tide.

Lin Ziyu's eyes widened as he stared at the images that suddenly emerged. In them, the beautiful and noble Peacock Clan and the surrounding Orcs were being brutally massacred! The bloody and horrific scene tore at his heart, as if he could hear the desperate wails of countless lives.

"No..." Lin Ziyu couldn't help but murmur, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. The brutal scenes of slaughter lingered in his mind like a nightmare, unable to shake them off. Finally, unable to withstand the mental shock, he abruptly snapped out of his reverie.

However, when he opened his eyes, he found that he had burst into tears without knowing when. Tears slid down his cheeks, splashing small drops of water.

At that moment, Soul-Devouring Purple Flame keenly sensed an unusually familiar aura. With a sudden thought, it transformed into a stream of purple light without hesitation, darting straight into the depths of the cave. The demonic dragon following behind was momentarily taken aback, but quickly reacted and followed closely behind with its strong, powerful legs.