The facial features were almost identical to Lu Yuan's, with pupils reflecting the Sun in the sky.
When Lu Yuan, in his giant form, emerged completely from the mirror, the Ancient Insect was flapping its wings in flight, only to suddenly find a small giant weighing down on its back, tilting its body.
[Oh my, young one, you're not playing fair. How can you treat the Insect Race Emperor like a horse to ride?] The Ancient Insect grumbled, but knowing it couldn't defeat Lu Yuan, it refrained from acting out. [Get off quickly, a group of people is waiting for you. They've been waiting so long they almost started swearing.]
[But what are you up to? Isn't the Greedy Demon God enough? What's the use of this Acquired Myth?]
"You don't understand a thing."
Lu Yuan took a glance at the [Future Mirror] he was holding, seeing it perfectly intact, he let out a chuckle. The breath exhaled from his chest condensed into white mist on the mirror's surface.
