"No, don't come any closer!" A purple-footed centipede, barely at the Profound Immortal level, watched as the dragon-bodied, human-shaped figure stepped through the void. Death and destruction lay wherever he passed. Only now did the purple-footed centipede understand why the Thousand-Foot Thunder Moth had mustered such a vast army.
Only by using the lives of countless thunder-type monsters to block him could they possibly stop his advance. The Profound Immortal-level purple-footed centipede had no desire to become someone else's stepping stone, and desperately tried to retreat. But it was nowhere near as fast as Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian flashed past its side and merely pointed a finger. A small hole appeared in the head of the Profound Immortal-level purple-footed centipede, and its consciousness grew hazy. It gazed wistfully at the void, alive with streaks of thunder, and at its many kin. Alas, it would never again be able to live with its family.
Seeing the mass of multi-legged thunder moths ahead on the verge of forming a formation, Lu Xiaotian swept his hand through the air. A razor-sharp slash tore straight through the defense formed by thousands of multi-legged thunder moths. Nearly a hundred of them were cut in half. Lu Xiaotian flashed through the opening. In a short while, he had left more than twenty thousand monsters of various kinds behind.
"Thanks to the Thousand-Foot Thunder Moth and the Mole Cricket Demon King, they're using these less battle-hardened forces to wear down my strength. They were probably rattled by the Snowcrest Demon Palace and don't want to commit their elite troops too early." Lu Xiaotian slapped the air, trapping three Heavenly Immortal-level multi-legged thunder moths and purple-footed centipedes. As three soul-essence sword shadows flickered, their bodies immediately slumped.
The three Heavenly Immortal-level powerhouses had all been killed by Lu