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In the depths of the towering ancient forest, two streaks of white escape light shot through like meteors—it was the sisters, Liana and Lianne, fleeing in desperation.
"Sister, stop. Those insects haven't followed us."
Lianne was the first to stop her escape light, looking back with lingering fear.
Liana also halted, her delicate brows furrowed, her face full of uncertainty and suspicion.
"Insect Controller? How could such an obscure cultivator appear in the Spirit Stream Secret Realm?"
This was a very niche cultivation technique.
Furthermore, what amazed Liana was.
That group of demonic insects not only had a bizarre aura but were also quite formidable.
She felt an unprecedented oppression.
"Sister, what should we do now?"
Lianne asked.
Liana pondered and said, "We shouldn't stay here for long. Let's bypass this area and head to Red Leaf Cliff to meet with the others from our sect."
"Alright!"
Just as the two were about to move.
