"What? Her?" Pei Min was taken aback.
"The power of those insects originates from the flesh of the existence on the Ancient Moon... Of course, his flesh contains more than just the essence of Spiritual Qi, and more than just immortal or demonic nature. What can be transformed from it is certainly not limited to those heavenly treasures."
"Demon King..." Pei Min muttered these two words, recalling what the elder explained to him, and the doubt in his heart instantly cleared.
"Fortunately, the creatures that can be transformed are the same, just as the residue of the Black Insects can transform into a type of heavenly treasure. Perhaps the Qingling you mentioned is precisely one of the 'types' of the Human Race that the Black Insects can transform into, and beyond that, there are no other forms."
"Since you know about it, you might as well kill it when you encounter it next time, to prevent another Demon Calamity..."
The middle-aged man in gray spoke casually.
