Millennium Blade Cold

The moment the crystal coffin lid was lifted, cold air and murderous intent rushed into his lungs. Li Jing sat up, holding on to the edge of the coffin. The first thing he saw was his face reflected on the ice - a thousand years had passed, and this face had not changed at all. And his master, the insect advocate Jiang who once controlled hundreds of millions of insect swarms, has long been turned into a name that has been mentioned in the history books. Thousands of years of slumber, a blade of frost. He originally thought that after waking up, he would just find a corner to wait quietly for death. After all, the person he was loyal to was no longer there, so there was no reason to unsheath the knife. But a genetic test that fell from the sky pushed him to the forefront - human-insect hybrid and superior species, the rarest and most dangerous label in the entire era. Humans see him as an alien, the Zerg see him as a legacy, the orcs see him as their enemy, and the omnics see him as a variable. The gazes of the four forces were like four invisible knives placed on his neck, forcing him to make a choice. Until the woman named Ji Yuehui appeared in front of him. She reached out and touched the thousand-year-old frozen sword at his waist, and said softly: "You don't see it in a thousand years, but you only meet it in a thousand years." Li Jing looked down at the hand holding the knife - these hands split the galaxy for their master a thousand years ago. Who will they fight for after a thousand years? The insect master has passed away, and his old friend has turned into ashes. Only the cold light of the blade in his palm could accompany him across a thousand years and cut into a new era. --- The rain is about to come, the sharp blade is unsheathed, and the insect lord is coming again. Let's see how Ji Yuehui breaks through the game between several parties and breaks out of the game. Demining: A poorly written upgrade article