In the blood moon, that indifferent voice turned even colder, saying, "Taoist, by doing this, you're showing no respect."
"I'm bringing my descendants back; what respect do I owe you? Insolent creature!" Old Dream Insect retorted coldly, displaying a very firm attitude.
"Let's go!" Meng Zhiyu led the way, stepping first onto that broad road where the purple Tao Rhythm flowed.
Not only the Six Great Saints and Wen Lingxi stepped on it, but behind, the Emperor Insect, fully covered in black armor, also appeared and followed onto this road.
Rumble!
A sound like heaven collapsing and the earth splitting rang out, causing the whole night sky to shake as if the firmament was about to crumble.
From the giant blood moon, a blood-colored road shot out, running parallel with the purple road, extending over, and silhouettes of many individuals could be seen on it.
