"What a ruthless man..."
A moment later, Marquis of Purple Robes stared at the cave nest that resembled a furnace, his heart trembling with shock.
The great name of Blue Ox had long been like thunder in his ears.
And now, he had finally witnessed Qin He make his move with his own eyes.
The Moth Ancestor had awakened, arrogant beyond measure. That terrifying aura alone had made Marquis of Purple Robes' heart pound in fear, and its reputation as a supernatural horror was even more dreadful.
Yet the more narcissistically that supernatural horror had screamed, the faster it had died.
With a single palm strike, Qin He sent it flying out of the Moth Ancestor's body and embedded it in the cave wall—the kind that could not be pried off even if one tried.
Looking closely, it was a giant Corpse Worm, not a translucent soul body but a physical entity. It had a pair of wings on its back, and its appearance had already begun to resemble the Moth Ancestor.
This was what had occupied the Moth Ancestor's corpse. It was nothing else—it was a Corpse Worm that had grown from the Moth Ancestor's body.
After entering the corpse and becoming its master, it had controlled the Moth Ancestor's remains. Through slow cultivation, it had then fallen into the supernatural and become a terror of this place.
"You can't kill me..."
The Corpse Worm was nearly torn into four pieces as the Samadhi True Fire burned fiercely, mercilessly devouring it.
It was horrified. It had occupied the Moth Ancestor for who knew how many ages, and relying on that powerful corpse, it had once rampaged through the world, practically invincible.
If not for certain changes in the corpse that it could not resist, it would never have had