The Yellow Springs.
"Gu Qingshan, Gu Qingshan, do you still think you'll survive this time?"
The Nine Faces Insect Demon stood high in the sky, looking down at the Giant Ship below as it burst into laughter.
At that moment,
all the eyes on its nine faces were fixed on Gu Qingshan, watching for even the slightest movement.
--The gap between their strengths was utterly immense.
It only had to move a finger, and Gu Qingshan would be utterly destroyed before its eyes.
The Nine Faces Insect Demon gave a soft chirp.
It was quite pleased with the situation.
On the ship, Gu Qingshan's eyes widened. He couldn't help shouting, "Impossible! How could you deceive those laws? They should have killed you--"
The Nine Faces Insect Demon's fingertip paused.
Every compound eye on its nine faces took on the expression on Gu Qingshan's face.
Surprise, frustration, disappointment, disbelief--
and most importantly--
fear.
The Nine Faces Insect Demon savored his expression.
After countless years of plotting, infiltration, and battle, the moment had finally come to reap the harvest.
The moment was so wonderful that it almost couldn't bear to kill him right away.
But!
A dead opponent was the only good opponent.
--That was the iron law of battle.
The Nine Faces Insect Demon naturally understood that.
It had never violated this principle.
Still, at this most important moment, it had to leave a few significant words in history, to mark the arrival of a new era.
The Nine Faces Insect Demon took a deep breath and cried, "I've studied you for a long time. At last, I discovered that this is when you're at your weakest. You have no trump cards left. When you face me, there's only one road you can take: destruction."
"Farewell, Gu Qingshan. You and the