Its appearance resembled a grotesque amalgamation of countless types of insects, adorned with numerous unidentified limbs and countless pairs of translucent, nearly invisible wings. Among these features flowed faint blue patterns.
At this moment, three late-stage Earth Immortals of the insect clan had gathered, each one veiling a corner of the sky and earth. Their auras stirred winds and waves, firmly locking their oppressive energy onto Jiang Chengxuan and his companion.
The cold, cunning glint in their eyes radiated a ghostly chill, freezing the void where Jiang Chengxuan stood, as if bathed in the cosmic glow.
Even though he had stepped into the pinnacle realm, Jiang Chengxuan felt a heavy pressure in his heart.
