In a secluded mountain range.
The ground suddenly bulged into small mounds.
After a while.
The soil broke open.
A centipede appeared, its entire body exhibiting a profound yellow hue, with two horns protruding from its head, countless limbs beneath its abdomen, and nine pairs of black wings on its back, emerging from the broken soil.
This place was already tens of thousands of miles away from the region where the Ten Thousand Poison Thunder Marsh was located.
Here, it should be basically safe.
It glanced in the direction of the Ancient Ruins in the distance, a hint of smugness flashing through its cold eyes.
Fight, fight, it's best if they all die.
When you're all dead, the treasures you left behind, and the territory will all be mine!
It was thinking this in its heart, but when it turned its head, it suddenly faced a pair of eyes flowing with strange radiance.
Buzz!
In an instant, this late third-tier centipede demon felt a myriad of visions suddenly appear in its mind.
