The sun was nearing the western horizon.
Dozens of withered yellow insect shells lay scattered across the empty little courtyard.
A millstone-sized Gu insect crouched at the side. Its entire body was pitch-black, the carapace on its back gleaming with the dark luster of refined iron. Its eight scythe-like legs gripped the ground, while bursts of savage aura spilled outward.
This Gu insect was precisely Chen Luo's Corpse Controlling Gu.
Under Chen Luo's "generous" infusion, the Corpse Controlling Gu had shed its shell more than twenty times in a row, like an onion peeling away layer after layer.
Its body had grown from thumb-sized to its current scale. Yet after reaching this level, the Corpse Controlling Gu stopped growing. No matter how much spiritual power Chen Luo poured into it, it no longer shed its shell, at most increasing a little in size.
Chen Luo's aura had also risen from that of a Two-Insect Gu Master to the Gu King Realm. This was the highest realm of the Insect Scripture, a realm many Gu Masters could never reach in their entire lives. Even a genius like Chu Hong had been stuck at the Three-Insect Gu Master realm. However, Chen Luo's Gu King Realm differed somewhat from everyone else's. According to the Insect Scripture, only Gu Masters who controlled four or more Gu insects counted as Gu Kings.
Up to now, Chen Luo had refined only one Corpse Controlling Gu. He was clearly far behind in the number of Gu insects, but in terms of quality, he had already far surpassed the bounds of ordinary Gu Masters.
The Corpse Controlling Gu in his hand now could fight ten Gu insects without any trouble.
"The creator of this Insect Scripture was still far too narrow-minded."
Chen Luo looked at the half-mutated Corpse