The giant centipede, a hundred zhang long, was incredibly fierce, exuding a terrifying aura.
Looking out into the world, unless it was some exotic species, it was impossible for a centipede to grow to such a size.
However, within this rift of the Ten Realms, the spiritual energy was too dense, nourishing the heavens and the earth, and giving birth to such a ferocious beast.
Yet, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was calm as he brought down a golden palm print.
With a thud, the giant centipede, shrouded in malevolent energy, had its head smashed to pieces, its long body crashing down from mid-air, stirring up dust.
"In this rift of the Ten Realms, opportunities and dangers coexist. Will you follow me, or will you venture out on your own?"
Jun Xiaoyao looked at Yi Yu and the others.
Hearing this, Yi Yu was momentarily stunned, wanting to speak up and say he would protect Jun Xiaoyao.
But upon reflection, it seemed that Jun Xiaoyao didn’t need their protection at all.