Teacher Lan Qing noticed the faint trace of killing intent emanating from Ye Han and asked curiously, "What? Kid, do you know that Insect Tamer?"
Ye Han replied in a low voice, "Of course! It looks like that fellow has his eye on the Fire-Devouring Insects too! Teacher, it looks like we'll be the oriole waiting behind the mantis."
Teacher Lan Qing frowned. "Be careful. If that fellow can control a Ten-Thousand-Year Snow Ice Insect, his Insect-Driving Art is no simple matter."
Ye Han nodded at his words. "Understood!"
As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes toward the Insect Tamer's location. There was no mistaking it. Although the other man had concealed his aura extremely well, Ye Han had still recognized it. This fellow was Venerable Poison Insect!
He was the meddler who had interfered when Ye Han tried to kill the Devil Lord all those years ago, forcing him to expend considerably more spell power and effort...
He had even nearly let the Devil Lord escape.
In fact, Ye Han still felt that he might not have truly killed the Devil Lord.
The Devil Race was an exceptionally unusual, formidable race. Why did so many Cultivators choose to seal away high-ranking members of the Devil Race after defeating them, letting them exhaust their demonic power and die...?
It was because their racial talents were terrifying, making them extraordinarily difficult to eradicate completely...
Ye Han felt this way partly because of Elder Liu's remark that the Earth Realm was far from peaceful these days. Along his journey, he had also heard of Devil Race activity in various places...
Naturally, his thoughts had turned to that damned Devil Lord.
Of course, what was done was done. Even if the Devil Lord remained alive, that was not Ye Han's fault...
Even taking