Strands of crimson light leaped and flickered in the compound eyes of that Tail Worm Race member.
It darted nimbly through Ten Thousand Spirits City, its heart filled with grief and fury over its dead companions.
Those filthy souls had no idea where they had found two bodies, yet they dared challenge Lord Ghost Scorpion. Since they were courting death, it could hardly be blamed.
To the north of the city, vast expanses of fern dotted the land.
The races of the Other Shore were bizarre and varied, but each still had its own distinct branches.
The Tail Worm Race lived in the north of the city, where large numbers of insect-like lifeforms gathered.
When the Tail Worm Race member reached the northern district, it burrowed straight into a bottomless cavern. Inside, the passages were lined with orderly rows, and tiny insect jars hung on either side, each raising all kinds of strange insects.
When it reached the very bottom of the cavern, the Tail Worm Race member caught a strange fragrance.
It was the natural scent of the Fragrant Butterfly Race. Lord Ghost Scorpion liked this fragrance and had collected quite a few female members of the Fragrant Butterfly Race to keep at his side.
It had not walked far along the passage at the bottom before reaching the end.
A hoarse voice came from ahead. "Cat Servant, did you manage to obtain the Gang Jade and Soul Crystals I told you to collect?"
In the darkness at the bottom, a black scorpion tail lay flat on the ground. A faint black radiance shimmered from the tiny hook at its tip. Seeing that hook, the Tail Worm Race member swallowed nervously.
It had personally witnessed Lord Ghost Scorpion punish one of his subordinates. The hook had merely grazed the