Teleportation consumes energy, and the amount of energy consumed depends on two factors. The farther the distance, the larger the volume, the more energy is consumed, and vice versa. Take Lu Ye himself, for example. Now that he's in the Divine Sea Realm, compared to when he was in the Cloud River Realm, activating the teleportation array requires consuming much more of his own spirit force. Because in terms of volume, his cultivation has grown from the Cloud River Realm to the Divine Sea Realm, and the growth in strength is also a change in volume; the energy consumption is naturally incomparable. From Nine Provinces to the Blood Refinement World, the unknown distance is so vast that the energy required for teleportation must be enormous; this is also why when he returned to Nine Provinces last time, Dao Thirteen was left behind, to save energy. Thinking back, he and Ying Wuji along with nine others were teleported by the Nine Provinces Heaven's Augury to the shattered Unparalleled Continent, but at that time the Unparalleled Continent shouldn't have been too far from Nine Provinces, because shortly after they resolved the issues of the Unparalleled Continent, the shattered continent merged with the Cloud River battlefield and became a part of it. Moreover, at that time they were all Cloud River Realm cultivators, the volume wasn't large, so the consumption wasn't too great, thus Heaven's Augury could easily send them there. But this time, if Lu Ye wants to bring reinforcements to the Blood Refinement World, they must be in the Divine Sea Realm, and the higher the level, the better, making the consumption difficult to estimate. Lest he painstakingly gathers a large batch of helpers on this side, only to find that Heaven's Augury can teleport a limited number of personnel over, it would be futile. But how to determine how many people he can bring over? Lu Ye doesn't know, and this matter can't be asked of others. He can only hope that when the time is right, Heaven's Augury will give him some indication. "Cultivation requires effort, but one must not disappoint a fair lady," Li Baxian whispered, glancing intentionally or unintentionally in Hua Ci's direction, "Junior Sister Hua Ci is a good girl; Junior Brother should make a move when the time is right." Talking about matters of romance, Lu Ye couldn't help but look at Li Baxian with a complex expression. Should he give Fourth Senior Brother a prior notice, tell him that Senior Brother is not dead yet, otherwise the seniority could become somewhat confusing... "Is there something on my face?" Li Baxian touched his face. Lu Ye shook his head: "Nothing, just thinking about some things." It's best not to say anything for now, and besides, this isn't something for outsiders to interfere with. When the boat reaches the bridge, it will straighten naturally. He believes Senior Brother won't be unreasonable. Moreover, judging from the current situation, Sister-in-Law seems to be somewhat letting things take their course; otherwise, she wouldn't let Feng Yuechan always stay by Li Baxian's side. If she, as a mother, doesn't worry, why should he? Meanwhile, the sect masters of Nine Provinces had already agreed on a specific plan, and a powerful voice came from over there: "All Level 9 cultivators, come and gather!" This is obviously meant to gather the strongest batch of cultivators, to form an elite force; the environment inside the insect hive is not suitable for massive personnel entry. In such an environment, deploying the most elite personnel to resolve issues is the best choice. In an instant, figures flew over there from the nine armies, each exuding an impressive aura. Soon, more than two hundred people were gathered. Although Divine Sea Level 9 cultivators aren't exactly mysterious dragons, ordinary cultivators rarely get to see them. But at this moment, more than two hundred of them gathered together. Except for a few Level 9 cultivators left in Nine Provinces, all others are here. This is also the top fighting force of Nine Provinces. After a brief exchange, the more than two hundred figures disappeared into the insect hive. This final battle, Lu Ye, a Divine Sea Level 4, is certainly not qualified to participate, even those Level 8 cultivators can only wait. After a war lasting a full month, the cultivators are indeed tired, and it's a good chance to rest, waiting for those Level 9 cultivators to solve the final problem before returning triumphantly. After this, the insect disaster will be completely resolved, and it's expected that Nine Provinces will soon recover its vital energy. Next, the cultivators will face practical issues. After this deep cooperation between the two camps, how should the camp positions be established in the future? Should they maintain the previous endless confrontation, or lay down arms and negotiate peace, with mutual non-aggression? This is probably unrealistic because cultivators need various resources for cultivation, and resources are obtained by earning them, and fighting for them. So a cultivator's life is destined not to lack battles and disputes. With such a large number of cultivators in Nine Provinces, each has their own pursuits and grievances. Wanting them to coexist peacefully is wishful thinking. Ultimately, these matters are the concerns for the high-level figures of the two camps. For those whose identity and strength aren't at that level, considering these is meaningless. Time passed, and not until more than two hours later did an extremely faint fluctuation of spirit force emerge from deep underground, so faint that only those with the Mental Consciousness of the Divine Sea Realm could detect it vaguely. Lu Ye knew that the final battle between the human race and the Insect Race had erupted, and the battleground must be very deep, so the commotion on the surface wasn't significant. Though the ripple of the battle was faint, it was chaotic, after all, with so many in the Divine Sea Level 9 involved, the battle must be intense. Everyone thought this would be a battle with little suspense. The Nine Provinces had dispatched their most elite force of over two hundred people, foolproof in principle, but as time passed, more and more people sensed something wrong. Because since the battle began, there was no sign of stopping, under perception, there was always an extremely faint aftershock of combat coming from the depths underground. This undoubtedly indicated how fierce the battle was... A day passed, two days passed, three days passed... The fighting continued, finally, someone couldn't hold back and contacted their sect's Level 9 to inquire, and the feedback received was shocking. The situation was not as the Nine Provinces cultivators imagined, a sweeping victory, but had fallen into a state of extreme stalemate, even very unfavorable for the Nine Provinces cultivators, because the opponents they encountered this time were too bizarre. So bizarre that even the Level 9 cultivators found it difficult to inflict substantial harm on them. Most crucially, all the cultivators who delved deep underground were trapped, and there had even been some casualties! These were Level 9 cultivators, losing any of them was a tremendous loss, something unspeakably disastrous if it happened to a particular sect. The news spread, causing an uproar in the cultivator army, with an atmosphere of panic and unease enveloping the entire army. It must be known that those who delved into the insect hive this time were among the Nine Provinces' top combat powers. If anything happened to them, the blow to the Nine Provinces cultivation world would be unprecedented. Not to the extent of breaking heritage, there's still Level 8, Level 7 if Level 9s are lost, but if that group truly got wiped out, it would take decades for the Nine Provinces cultivation world to regain its vital energy. After all, not every Divine Sea Realm can promote to Level 9, even considering Nine Provinces' vast size, there are only so many Level 9s alive now, because, in the Nine Provinces' broad environment, the later stages of the Divine Sea Realm become increasingly difficult to ascend, especially after Level 7, where each level becomes like a chasm, and it's not just a matter of sufficient accumulation to advance smoothly. Lu Ye hadn't reached that level yet, so he couldn't feel it, but most cultivators, upon reaching Level 7, could clearly feel that there was an invisible force, in the depths, suppressing the growth of one's strength, yet to this day, no one can make sense of what kind of force it exactly is. Hence, in an environment like the Nine Provinces, every cultivator able to ascend to Level 9 is like a dragon among men. The news of the battle inside the insect hive spread rapidly, and cultivators below the Divine Sea Realm were helpless in the face of such a situation; the only thing they could do was wait. The Divine Sea Realm cultivators divided into two factions: one wanting to deploy forces to support those in Level 9, at least rescuing them, mostly comprising sect cultivators having their own Divine Sea Realm fallen among them. The other faction advocated watching and waiting; if even those in Level 9 couldn't solve the issue, then others going into the insect hive would also be in vain. For the first time, signs of division appeared in the Nine Provinces army, which had been united for a month. Cultivators are also human, and naturally have human weaknesses, everything is fine when progressing smoothly, but once setbacks occur, a variety of opinions and stubbornness surface. It can't be said that any side is wrong, as each has its judgment and reasoning, and such debate is not a confrontation between two camps; even within the same camp, there are differing opinions. But everyone knew that a plan had to be made quickly, for while they argued here, those Level 9 cultivators below were still struggling, and no one knew how long they could hold on. "We can't go!" one Divine Sea Realm exclaimed loudly, "If they had deemed support necessary, they would have already sent word for help. With more than two hundred people and none sending any call for aid, it shows that the situation below isn't as simple as we think. They must also believe that support is useless, recklessly going in will only increase casualties, so we absolutely cannot go to support." This statement made a lot of sense and received quite a bit of support. "Furthermore, it hasn't come to that point yet, those Fellow Daoists might still have a chance to break out. If we go for support rashly, we would only add to the chaos." More people fell into deep thought. But soon enough, someone countered, arguing incessantly. In the gathering place of the Bingzhou cultivators, Lu Ye pointed his finger on the battlefield marking, intending to message the sect master or Senior Sister Nian to inquire about the situation but hesitated, fearing to distract them. He finally abandoned the idea of messaging and stood up, heading directly toward the insect hive. Whatever was happening below, he would know by seeing it firsthand. No matter what choices others make, he had made up his mind. If the sect master and Senior Sister Nian were indeed in an adverse environment, he naturally would go to support them; it was impossible to sit idly by. If the situation wasn't as dire as imagined, he was confident that, given his strength, he wouldn't be a burden to them and could play some role.