“Divine blood is an unbearable weight for ordinary living beings. These little cicadas originally shouldn’t have been able to withstand it either, but by laying eggs, they transferred the violent energy in the divine blood to the next generation!”

He Lingchuan understood. “So that’s why the growth cycle of the seventy-year cicadas suddenly shortened?”

“Exactly! Think about it. Their growth period had already extended to seventy years. How much nutrition would they need to absorb during all that time? The power of the divine blood filled them up all at once, and the seventy-year cicadas were forced to develop. From egg to adult, the shortest time was only a dozen breaths.”

“But even then, they still couldn’t withstand the power of the divine blood, so they needed to transfer it again.”

“Oh, and they did that by reproducing again?”

“Exactly. And just like...