What made Yang Zhen confused was that this thing ignored Ding Chun and Wen Yuning who were running slower, and chased after him with roars and rumbles, as if it had revenge for the murder of its father and wanted to eat Yang Zhen alive.

Gong Sanhe and Siying were also stunned and even stopped to watch the bunch of white bugs chasing Yang Zhen everywhere.

"Damn it, what are you two still standing there for? Go and fight him!"

Yang Zhen let out a strange cry, not because he was afraid of this thing, but because Yang Zhen had been afraid of insects since he was a child. The thought of fighting with this guy and accidentally getting a bunch of insects on his body made his scalp tingle and he felt extremely disgusted.

After hearing what Yang Zhen said, Gong Sanhe and Siying rushed forward hastily, blasting towards the pile with all kinds of spells in their hands.

Roar! The insects roared, and countless white insects rushed in from all directions, making buzzing sounds, and in the blink of an eye, they became overwhelming.

Yang Zhen hurriedly summoned the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire, with Karma Fire in his left hand and Heavenly Fire in his right hand, and he swung them in a circle, burning all the white insects around him to death.

The Death Shadow also burst out with black flames, rushed into the white bugs, and rushed out covered in dust in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, this is a monster in the Spiritual Transformation Stage!"

Yang Zhen naturally knew that this was a monster in the Spirit Transformation Stage, otherwise he would have killed it with a slap, no, a big slap of his sword.

While the two were fighting the white bug, Gong Sanhe suddenly shuddered for some reason and stopped, staring at the white figure that was chasing Yang Zhen everywhere, with an uncertain expression on his face.

Suddenly, a look of horror flashed across Gong Sanhe's face, and he exclaimed: "Young friend Yang, be careful, this is a kind of insect witchcraft in southern Xinjiang. The man in front of us must have been a great sage when he was alive, otherwise it would be impossible for him to still be in the stage of transformation after death."

"What?" Yang Zhen staggered upon hearing this and almost fell to the ground and was eaten by insects: "Senior Gong, are you serious? This guy is actually a great sage?"

"There's no doubt about it. He's dead, and now these bugs are dominating the corpse." Gong Sanhe said hurriedly.

"Don't do these useless things. How can we kill all these bugs?" Yang Zhen screamed in surprise and quickly jumped up to avoid a slap from the corpse.

The slap was too long, stretching out more than two meters. It was not according to the routine at all and almost hit Yang Zhen's butt.

Yang Zhen casually swung a flame and burned the more than two-meter-long "hand" into ashes. However, this posed no threat to the insect puppet in front of him. In less than two breaths, it grew a new hand and rushed towards Yang Zhen again with roars.

"Still...I..."

A low roar that seemed to come from the underworld reached Yang Zhen's ears. Yang Zhen almost thought he had heard it wrong. He turned around and looked at the white bugs with a confused look on his face: "Holy shit, the bugs are talking?"

"This was the will of the Great Sage before his death, and it has been absorbed by these insects. The insect witchcraft of Southern Xinjiang is truly magical." Gong Sanhe said in shock, but he did not dare to be slow at all. If he was a little slower, Yang Zhen might have been crawling all over with insects.

Yang Zhen swung his sword back in anger and said, "It's already this time, and you old man are still thinking about the Southern Xinjiang insect witchcraft. Come up with a solution quickly. Oh my, it's too fast. These insects are too fast."

The dead shadow stared at the side with his eyes wide open, and said in confusion: "What did you steal from others? Just return it immediately!"

Yang Zhen was stunned and cursed: "I didn't steal anything. This damn place has nothing but a coffin. I stole... Hey, damn it, could it be this thing?"

As he spoke, Yang Zhen took out the transparent glass egg from his arms, and the puppet in the Spirit Transformation Stage immediately roared angrily.

"Damn it, it really is this kind of thing. Here you go. Can you please stop chasing me?"

Yang Zhen was sure that the ghost thing wanted the glass egg, so he immediately threw the glass egg out, and it disappeared without a trace with a whoosh.

Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at each other with Gong Sanhe and Dead Shadow. He said in bewilderment, "What I just took was... a bug egg?"

"Where did you get it?" Dead Shadow looked at Yang Zhen with curiosity. From the beginning to the end, they were all together, and Yang Zhen had never approached the coffin. Even if Dead Shadow racked his brains, he still had no idea why the things in the coffin were on Yang Zhen.

Gong Sanhe also looked at Yang Zhen with a puzzled expression, his eyes flashing with disbelief: "No matter what that thing is, let's go quickly. This insect puppet has just been resurrected and absorbed the true essence of two peak Mahayana stages. It is still far from returning to its peak strength. If that thing is related to the recovery of the insect puppet... Wait, that thing, why does this old man have a strange feeling, that... is that the pure energy?"

"What?"

Yang Zhen and Dead Shadow were both shocked when they heard this. They looked at each other. Suddenly, Dead Shadow let out a strange cry and chased after the insect puppet.

"Dig the grass, are you crazy?"

Yang Zhen hurriedly chased after it. This was not the time to risk his life for money. What if the insect puppet could really absorb the pure energy and break through the realm of the Spirit Transformation Period? Those three would not be able to withstand even a slap from the insect puppet.

Up to now, Yang Zhen has never seen a powerful existence in the Zhoutian period. According to legend, the strong people in the Zhoutian period can travel through the universe and absorb the true essence of heaven and earth for their own use. They are truly terrifying existences that can move mountains and fill the sea.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to rush forward, a terrifying roar that pierced the sky and the earth suddenly came from not far away.

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Then, there was a huge bang, and a huge wave of air rushed up into the sky, penetrating the sky and the earth. I'm afraid that everyone in the entire ancient ruins could see it.

Waves of painful roars were heard, and Yang Zhen and Gong Sanhe looked at each other. Who could have known that absorbing the pure energy would cause the screams to be so heartbreaking.

Gong Sanhe's eyes suddenly lit up, and he laughed loudly and said, "The insect puppets are now close to monsters, but monsters are against the will of heaven, and are simply a kind of creature that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth. Therefore, they will be punished by heaven for absorbing the pure energy!"

When Yang Zhen heard the words "heavenly punishment", his whole body trembled.

Damn it, this kind of heavenly punishment, can it be that kind of black thunder?

Yang Zhen had personally witnessed the black thunder that descended upon the world and wiped out an entire race. Everything in the world around them disappeared without a trace, and it became a barren land.

If it was that kind of divine punishment, Yang Zhen didn't even want to look at it.

At this moment, an earth-shaking roar was heard, and a sonic boom was heard. Yang Zhen looked at the glass ball of pure energy in confusion, dragging a long tail and rushing towards him.

"Dried pear cool!"

Yang Zhen cursed angrily, and seeing that the insect puppet, which was almost at the ninth level of the Spirit Transformation Stage, was getting more arrogant and rushing towards him with a roar, he quickly turned around and ran away.

This bastard, if he can't absorb it, then he can't absorb it. He can't throw it anywhere else, but he has to throw it here. He has a very bad heart, extremely bad.

However, just as Yang Zhen turned around, the glass bead hit his head again with a "pop".

"It's not over yet, is it? Who did I, this slutty saint, provoke?" Yang Zhen was furious. He turned around and grabbed the glass beads in his hand. With a roar, a terrifying wave of air suddenly erupted under his feet and rushed away.

(End of this chapter)