The Abyssal Emperor before Han Min looked like a monstrous centipede, with countless eyeballs on its shell moving independently, creating a chilling sight.
"Still guarding here? You might as well join us; when the divine spirit favors you, your power will rise even further."
The Thousand-eyed Centipede spoke human words, chuckling, as its multitude of eyes glanced at the spear in Han Min's hand with a hint of apprehension.
These days, it had already experienced the sharpness of this human's weapon; even its shell couldn't withstand it.
If it were to be struck solidly with one shot, it'd end up with several holes in its body.
It was hard to understand how this person's strength seemed less than the Third Transformation, yet his power was so formidable.
Han Min coldly brandished his spear, and countless spear shadows swept out like a storm of pear blossoms, all aiming at the numerous eyeballs of the Thousand-eyed Centipede.
