Chapter 1110: The Wood Race’s Mother

While questioning the first voodoo creature, Qin Lie probed inside the wooden sculpture to see if its captive had grown stronger.

“What a joke! Why would I, the Voodoo God of the Voodoo Insect Race submit to a petty human like you?”

The Viridian Blood Toad’s soul thoughts came from inside the wooden sculpture. It sounded rebellious and untamed.

The voodoo insect’s soul ripple had actually grown stronger from the last time he checked it.

After inspecting the interior of the wooden sculpture closely, he discovered that most of the strange lifeforce contained inside the wooden sculpture had been absorbed by the Viridian Blood Toad.

The wooden sculpture was the only thing his grandfather left behind for him back then. To this day, he had no idea what kind of material...