Lu Yan stopped, and the insect did the same, hiding itself once again.
Shen Yinuo gasped heavily, drenched in cold sweat, a testament to her intense suffering.
"Damn it, what kind of insect is this? It's so strange."
Lu Yan held Shen Yinuo's small hand, feeling as though his heart was being sliced apart.
"Ask Miao Yan, see if he knows anything."
Shen Yinuo said.
She summoned the Great Sun Melting Furnace and called forth Miao Yan's Primordial Spirit.
"You two brats, winners take all. If you want to kill, then kill; don't dream of humiliating me."
Miao Yan's Primordial Spirit roared, struggling with all his might.
But Lu Yan pressed down with a palm, leaving Miao Yan's head reeling, almost causing him to explode, his half-step into the embrace of death silenced him immediately.
As Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo pressed forward, after nearly ten thousand miles, the insect within the Primordial Spirit emerged once more.
