Find Another Way Out

Fang Qingshan's gaze landed in the air, and he could not help but sigh. "Gu Xi's origins are a mystery. If he really is just a disciple of a small sect, why would he have such an injury?"

"Also, don't forget... He clearly has no cultivation and has lost all his spiritual energy, yet he is able to command a swarm of insects. Even if a Great Sage was here, he would still have to retreat when faced with such a huge swarm of insects, not to mention Gu Xi, who is no different from a mortal now."

Although Gu Xi said that he was extremely talented and could communicate with the insect race, Fang Qingshan felt that it was not that simple. Perhaps there was something that they did not know.

Li Junyan could not help but ask, "But didn't he say that he could communicate with the insect race?"

"Perhaps. Only he himself knows whether it is true or not. We can't just beat around the bush."