"Come." Huang Qi gestured to a seventy-thousand-meter-tall bee-headed man, the chieftain of the bee-head tribe. He held deep, natural reverence for Huang Qi, his ancient ancestor, so starting with him made the most sense.0

"Press your hand on his forehead," Huang Qi instructed Tianming.0

Tianming showed no fear as he descended to face the bee-headed man. Now nearly twenty thousand meters tall himself, Tianming wasn't much smaller. However, the hand resting between the man's two compound eyes was admittedly still quite small. Right after, Huang Qi positioned herself behind him, her outstretched...0