Meanwhile.
Lan Xi had also returned to the front line for exterminating demons, venting her pent-up energy and frustration on the Parasitic Spirits civilization that had been identified as Demon Nest No. 11.
She unleashed her full power, waging battles everywhere like a war machine that never tired.
This abnormal behavior drew the attention of the other upper gods.
"Lan Xi, what medicine did you take? You seem to be in a strange state today..."
"The Parasitic Spirits civilization is rather special. Its ability to preserve itself is extremely strong. To deal with them, you can't be impatient. You have to proceed gradually."
"Hey! The way you're doing this will only backfire... Ah! They ran away just now. We almost wiped them all out! You're deliberately causing trouble and making things difficult for me, aren't you?"
"Anyway, our lifespans are infinite, so there's no need to care too much about this. Just treat it as a game of cat and mouse. If you ask me, Lan Xi is creating some fun for you."
"Fine. I hope you can be this optimistic when this happens to you."
"Hm? Lan Xi just went to Earth... So, Demon Nest Seven was destroyed?"
"I observed it for a while. It wasn't. Earth's civilization still exists and hasn't suffered any damage."
The voices of her companions rang out from all over the universe.
Lan Xi merely responded with a few perfunctory murmurs before falling silent and saying nothing more.
Dealing with the Parasitic Spirits civilization was like cooking. It required simmering over low heat and maintaining patience—Lan Xi understood this better than anyone.
In fact, with the laws she controlled and the characteristics of her authorities, if she went all out, she could accomplish the same strategic objective by simply unleashing saturated firepower and destroying