The incident came without warning, changing in an instant.
Li Chuanyang sensed something was wrong. Instinctively, he flashed backward in retreat while grabbing his bow, nocking an arrow, and aiming it at his "younger brother."
He could no longer be sure whether the monster before him was still his younger brother.
The arrow was on the string, ready to fly. Li Chuanyang only needed to loosen his fingers to release it. Yet at that moment, he hesitated, held back by brotherly affection.
In that instant of hesitation, Li Chuanxiao pounced. Larger portions of his body split open, his entire chest tearing apart to reveal a gaping bloody maw. Sharp spikes extended from his wrists, while his legs divided into eight limbs, as numerous as a spider's.
Strands of mucus clung to those cracked-open areas, and the exposed flesh was crimson red.
"Hiss! Hiss!"
Li Chuanxiao shrieked strangely and swung both arms, driving the spikes through his brother's shoulders and piercing straight through.
Li Chuanyang cried out miserably. Savagery surged within him, and he could no longer concern himself with anything else. Enduring the pain, he fired the arrow in his hand. With both arms injured, the arrow's power was greatly diminished. Its tip tore through the monster's face but failed to penetrate all the way through.
"Ha ha, foolish humans! You knew our insect race was hunting the geniuses of the Aurora God Kingdom, yet you still dared to meet alone. You're utter fools!"
Li Chuanxiao made a strange sound. Insect-like vocal organs emerged from beneath his jaw, two antennae stretched out from his head, and insect-race characteristics appeared across his body.
Once parasitized and assimilated by the insect race, a person became like this—neither human nor ghost. One more step, and they would become a complete member of the