"Damn it."
Bone Slayer let out a piercing shriek. His twelve legs abruptly contracted, launching his body backward as he retreated tens of thousands of feet.
He lowered his head to look at the wound in his chest. There was no expression on that flat face, but his twelve legs trembled faintly.
"Bone Slayer, don't let your guard down. This guy isn't simple."
Yuan Zhou's voice sounded beside his ear.
Bone Slayer said nothing.
At his wound, the dark-red light within those cracks grew brighter, as though magma were surging in the depths of the injury.
A moment later, the wound began to heal. Gray muscle fibers grew from both sides, intertwining and stitching the wound shut.
Ye Lin watched the scene, a trace of gravity flashing through his eyes.
His recovery ability was incredibly strong.
The bloodline of the Imperial Clan truly was troublesome.
Cockroach's twelve eyes turned at once, locking onto Ye Lin's position.
His body expanded again. The insects beneath his skin writhed madly as more threads burrowed out from his pores, weaving together in the Void into an enormous net.
This time, the net was several times larger than before, nearly covering the entire battlefield.
"Net Enveloping Heaven and Earth."
Cockroach spoke.
His voice was soft and gentle, like an infant's murmur, yet hidden within that gentleness was an indescribable eeriness.
The giant net descended from the heavens, enveloping Ye Lin.
Ye Lin's figure flashed as he tried to evade it.
But Bone Slayer had already blocked his retreat.
His twelve legs spread wide like an enormous shield, barring Ye Lin's path from behind.
The dozens of eyes on Yuan Zhou also fired beams of light simultaneously. They did not attack Ye Lin, but instead traced a circle around him.
Within the circle, the Void began