As soon as the words fell, with a bang, Chong Kun was shattered by the Void-breaking Palm.
Spirit Judge, another Spirit Judge, just like what Chong Li said.
What the hell is a Spirit Judge?
Song Yun pursed his lips, too busy to think much, his gaze swept towards the Insect Spirit Clan members, and he said coldly, "You have a choice, submit or die."
He was clearly alone, without releasing any aura.
But when he said this, not just the Insect Spirit Clan, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, inexplicably afraid.
From the Insect Spirit Clan, a woman stepped out.
She was about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, very beautiful, with a voluptuous figure that seemed as if it would burst out of her animal-skin clothes.
She possessed the charm and allure of a mature woman, especially the teasing in her eyes, which most men could not resist.
