As long as they caught onto the aura of the Abyssal Magic Bug, no predator would give up on chasing it.
Now, Lin Yun finally knew why that future Abyssal Magic Bug chose to transform as soon as it could. It wasn't because it had low wisdom. Rather, it was an instinctive decision for the sake of survival.
Mana ran through the limbless body that Lin Yun wasn't very accustomed to, and abyssal runes slowly appeared on the surface of his extremely ugly body. Then, these abyssal runes covered in black smoke devoured Lin Yun's mana and rapidly transformed into a pitch-black cocoon.
The Abyssal Magic Bug's aura thoroughly dissipated, and only the aura of a new life slowly being born remained.
Not far outside the cavern, a Reaper approaching it suddenly stopped. A doubtful expression could be seen on his face. His nose sniffed the air, but the delicious scent he had found had disappeared, replaced by a dangerous aura.
