After escaping the territory of the human-faced moth, the monstrous swarm chasing him slowed down.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede took a burst of energy and carried Su Jie tens of kilometers away, completely losing sight of the human-faced moth and successfully evading their pursuers.
"How fierce!"
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Su Jie used to sneak around in the past when facing the human-faced moths, crouching stealthily all day, looking for a chance to snatch a few.
This was the first time he had been so dominantly aggressive, and the process was quite perilous.
This could be seen from the state of the Thousand-Handed Centipede; its beautiful jade-like insect body had become pockmarked and some flesh had been corroded. It was currently whimpering pitifully and sneakily eyeing the captured human-faced moths, wanting to feed on them.
"You can't eat these."
