They had actually forgotten about "Lu Yuan's" existence just now and only suddenly remembered at this moment, breaking out into a cold sweat.
No one could comprehend this level of combat; darkness shrouded everywhere, making it difficult to see what was happening inside with the naked eye. Even as their trump card "Pangu Illusion" was effective remained an unknown. In such a situation, anxiety was inevitable.
"Lord Ancient Insect, who is at an advantage? Should we deploy Pangu Illusion?" a soldier couldn't help asking.
The trembling Ancient Insect suppressed the urge to flee, pretending to be serious: "No need to worry, my brother Lu Yuan is very powerful and has never been defeated! If worse comes to worst, I, Ancient Insect, can also get on the field to cheer..."
It stopped halfway, unable to continue.
It felt like a Paramecium.
The Moon is such a ghostly place, truly a dragon's lair and tiger's den, where even escaping seems impossible.
