"Can it be intercepted?" Xiao Jinsheng asked urgently.
"We found out too late. The Insect Clan has already received the message," Caicai sighed.
It was filled with worry, reminding them: "Now it all depends on whether the Insect Clan decides to bypass the Interstellar World and directly come to the Mist Continent."
Seeing Xiao Jinsheng and the others filled with concern, Caicai tried to console them: "Even if they directly teleport through the Wormhole, the Mist Continent is still separated from the Insect Clan by the Interstellar World."
"If the Insect Clan wants to come here, the earliest would be half a year, at the latest two years."
"In this half-year, you can think of a plan and prepare to face the Insect Clan in battle."
"But we…" Xiao Jinsheng sighed. "We also have the Terminal to deal with."
They were supposed to be fighting against the Terminal, such a massive enemy.
