"Ha ha ha... Have you ever heard of Phantasmal Vine Toxin?" Qin Fengming asked with a faint smile, making no attempt to conceal it as he spoke.
"Phantasmal Vine Toxin? You mean that controlling toxin from the Aoteng Realm, which only the imperial Vine Demon clansmen can cultivate and produce? Could it be that you are a royal member of the Vine Demon clan?"
Cyan Cicada Demon Lord was clearly extremely knowledgeable. The moment he heard this, he immediately spoke in alarm.
"You have some knowledge, at least. What has contaminated you is precisely that toxin. You can no longer remove it easily. Now, we'll see when the toxin erodes your consciousness, and when you finally fall under my control."
A smile appeared on Qin Fengming's face as he casually sized up the enormous cyan cicada from afar.
His gaze swept over it, as if he already regarded the massive cyan cicada as something he could easily kill.
"You... You really are from the Aoteng Realm?" Cyan Cicada Demon Lord's entire body seemed to tremble as he asked in a harsh voice.
"Why do you care where I'm from? Could you possibly go to the Aoteng Mountain Range and cause me trouble? Hmph. It won't be long before you obediently surrender. When that happens, I can take you on a trip to the Aoteng Realm. By then, I'm afraid even Gaoyang and Zhan Meng will have no choice but to retreat three paces."
Qin Fengming looked at the enormous cyan cicada with amusement as he spoke casually.
Yet the moment his words left his mouth, Cyan Cicada Demon Lord's huge body suddenly trembled violently. Brilliant light flashed in his enormous eyes, and an expression of extreme hesitation appeared.
Qin Fengming's lips curled slightly. With his hands clasped behind his back,