However, Li Yan remained calm inside. He believed that, given Wei Zhongran's status, even if the other party was already a late-stage Golden Core Realm cultivator, she would not dare act recklessly.
"Yes, this disciple," Li Yan replied.
Just as his words fell, the middle-aged woman gave a cold snort. At the same time, her thin shoulders sank ever so slightly. Li Yan immediately felt his entire body tighten, and in an instant, he could no longer move even a fraction. Alarm rose in his heart.
At that same instant, a translucent pale-blue parasitic insect with a head as large as a jar appeared behind Li Yan's neck, opening its enormous jaws to bite down on him.
Aside from its jar-sized head, this translucent insect had almost entirely retracted its body into its chest cavity, round as a crock. Within its translucent head, white and blue substances pulsed rhythmically, a horrifying and sickening sight.
Ferocious light shot from the insect's tiny eyes. It had no nose and only a narrow mouth. That mouth, originally like a thin line, suddenly split open the instant it neared Li Yan's neck, occupying roughly half its head.
Its mouth was packed with sharp teeth. As its jaws opened and closed, large amounts of mucus stretched between those teeth into sticky strands, some thick and some thin.
Although Li Yan was confident in his own cultivation now, when faced with a late-stage Golden Core Realm cultivator's near-sneak attack, he still lost his composure.
He had been firmly locked down in an instant. Li Yan's first reaction was to break free at once, but he quickly came to his senses, because he had not sensed even a trace of killing intent from Elder Hua before him.
More importantly, aside from his body being restrained, his spiritual