On the light screen.
Chu Sheng hovered in mid-air, motionless.
As if he'd been scared witless.
Gong Xuan stood before the crowd, his hands clasped behind his back, watching the tiny black shadow within the light screen.
The corner of his mouth curled into a cold smirk.
"Is that it?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to the ears of those around him.
"A waste of our Twelve Veins' Essence Blood."
"A waste of the Holy Daughter's painstaking efforts."
"I thought we were summoning something incredible. In the end, it can't even get past the first level."
The surrounding clan leaders had varied expressions, but no one spoke up to refute him.
Because on the light screen—
The Gu-insects had already begun to move.
Furthermore, more and more Gu-insects were starting to awaken!
They swarmed from all directions like a tide, converging on the black mosquito hovering in mid-air.
Flying in the sky.
Crawling on the ground.
Clinging to the stone walls.
