As the hand formed by the Spirit tossed the Spirit of the Insect Race ruler back into its body, the massive head of the Insect Race slowly regained consciousness.
In that instant, this creature prepared to resist. The enormous, grotesque head with its open and closing mouthparts rapidly gathered a large energy beam.
But before it could spew out, it immediately let out a pitiful scream, thrashing its massive insect body in the air.
Countless nether flames abruptly appeared on the Spirit of the Insect Race ruler.
The Spirit, like gasoline, ignited and burned, nearly enveloping the entire Spirit of the Insect Race ruler in nether flames.
"Damn! Damn! Zi Liyuan, I will not submit. I will let you taste the agony of nether flames burning your Spirit! Ah..."
Watching the Insect Race ruler rolling in the air, trembling all over in pain, Zi Liyuan had a faint smile on his lips.