In this world, there will never be a shortage of ambitious individuals.
The Witch God had once decreed that the Miao Region must not expand. However, for him, who had even killed his own father, what did the Witch God's decree matter?
He was thinking this way pridefully, oblivious that someone above in the sky was watching him, observing his actions as if scrutinizing a struggling ant.
Xiao Qiang glanced at the people around him, hands behind his back, and calmly said, "To you, the insect weapons of the Miao Region may have intelligence. However, they are just animals. In the world of cultivation, there are many ways to command creatures."
Miao Zhengtian was alarmed. If Xiao Qiang truly could lift the constraints of destiny and spread the word, it would inevitably bring disaster to his future rule.
