Others who traveled through the wilderness were either innate gods and demons or reincarnations of chaotic spiritual treasures. Liu Wuhen opened his eyes and found that he was an ordinary mosquito. There is no bloodline inheritance, no system plug-in, and he can't even take a breath of Yuehua spiritual energy. He thought that he could only live and die as an insect in this life, until one day he picked up a drop of purple-red blood in a lotus pod - it was the essence and blood of the notorious six-winged black mosquito of the Blood Sea. The gears of fate start turning from this moment.
