“It cannot leave the Boundless Secular World for too long. The eggs will be under its belly, so if we don’t take it now, then when will we take it?” Lao Bai reminded him starkly.
Miao Yi was slightly worried, “Are you sure it’ll be alright?”
“Go!” Lao Bai shouted, his tone bore no doubt.
Miao Yi became speechless, then gritted his teeth—he was relying completely on his faith in Lao Bai, and so braved forwards on Charcoal.
Underneath the horrifying belly of the Hell Mantis, there was enough room for him to ride his horse through.
However, Charcoal was apparently scared stiff by the Hell Mantis’ large body; it would not budge an inch.
Under Lao Bai’s urging, Miao Yi had no choice. He had to jump off the horse, and run on his own.
After charging below the Hell Mantis’ belly, Miao Yi looked up, and sure enough, he could see clusters of black eggs the size of quail eggs, forming layer upon layer along its abdomen.
