Lu Xiaotian did not give Xiang Yihang a chance to catch his breath. With a shake, the Demon-Suppressing Tower once again blasted toward him.
A trace of pain flashed across Xiang Yihang's face. He held two fingers together like a blade and slashed them across his left shoulder. From the shoulder downward, nearly half of his body was directly sliced open. With a boom, that half of his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, which was then sucked into the body of a hideous, golden, spiny insect that crawled out from within.
After devouring half of Xiang Yihang's flesh, the golden insect suddenly swelled hundreds of times, transforming into something about the same size as Xiang Yihang. Its insect face, however, was revoltingly grotesque. The golden fiend opened its mouth and spat out a spray of filthy blood-colored light at the Demon-Suppressing Tower.
At that moment, Xiang Yihang gritted his teeth. He had no time to recall the Violet Blade Leaves, and the Dragon-Scale Yang Sword was also entangled by the two Fire Luan. He could not recall that either. But saving his life came first. With a flash, Xiang Yihang fled the Blood Cauldron Demon-Refining Formation and escaped deeper into the cavern in a daze.
"Parasite Demon Puppet Insect!" A trace of disgust flashed through Lu Xiaotian's eyes as he looked at the golden fiend. Though this Parasite Demon Puppet Insect could save its host's life at a critical moment, just as Xiang Yihang had done by abandoning a limb like a gecko shedding its tail, the insect would likewise grow stronger.
The Parasite Demon Puppet Insect before him was merely a clone split off by the broodmother inside Xiang Yihang's body. Sooner or later, Xiang Yihang would become a monster that was neither human nor insect.