The Snow Mosquitoes that had merged into the flying snow filling the sky seemed to have completely become one with this stretch of heaven and earth. They were the wind and snow here; they were the masters of this place.
Watching the snowflake-like Snow Mosquitoes dance freely amid the blizzard, brimming with boundless vitality, Li Yan felt immensely pleased as well.
This is an enormous Demon Beast army. But your king has yet to return. On the day he returns, your combat strength will rise again. Only under a king's unified command can you be a truly powerful clan!
Li Yan thought to himself. The Snow Mosquito Clan was now boundless and limitless, already an exceedingly massive group.
Li Yan had once communicated with several of the leading Snow Mosquitoes. Their advancement required Li Yan's permission before they could leave to undergo Heavenly Tribulation, and they were the strongest beings here, all having already reached the fourth tier.
However, Li Yan had secretly restricted their advancement, using the Heavenly Dao within Tuban to suppress them, because this place belonged to Qianji.
Before Qianji awakened and advanced, Li Yan would not permit anyone to surpass Qianji's cultivation—not even the strongest Snow Mosquitoes, whom Li Yan had deliberately kept behind.
They were all Qianji's consorts, yet Li Yan still would not allow them to grow stronger than Qianji. There could forever be only one king here: Qianji, the king who would fight to the death for him.
This was Li Yan's unspoken promise. Since Qianji could go that far for him, he would leave Qianji a dynasty, a great clan that belonged to Qianji alone.
One day, he would also find a more suitable place and let Qianji take all his clansmen away from here, to establish a vast dynasty that would