Dozens of insectoid powerhouses attacked together, each stronger than the last and vastly different in appearance. Some had many arms, some had mandible-like pincers growing from their mouths, and some looked like nothing more than huge balls of flesh.
Compared horizontally, the ordinary strength of these insectoids was equivalent to marshals, generals, and the like within the human race's divine kingdoms.
One insectoid powerhouse opened its huge mouth and gathered energy within it. In an instant, the energy soared to an utterly terrifying level. It took aim at Fan Lang and fired, unleashing a thunderous boom.
Fan Lang neither dodged nor evaded. He directly drew upon the effects of the Dragon Lion Armor, creating a chaotic vortex before him that absorbed all the incoming energy.
With the Golden Sun War Lion's current strength, it could neutralize most attacks. It had not failed Fan Lang's years of feeding and cultivation.
Before this wave of attacks had ended, another insectoid powerhouse charged in from the side. It swung its sharp claws, slashing out streams of razor-sharp force powerful enough to sever the sun and moon.
Fan Lang drew his sword to meet it, moving as swiftly as lightning. In an instant, he exchanged several moves with the incoming insectoid powerhouse, both sides leaving trails of afterimages in midair.
If he continued fighting head-on like this, it would be difficult to gain any advantage. After all, this was insectoid territory.
Fan Lang conjured a bomb in his hand and hurled it forward, directly detonating it with divine power.
BOOM!!!
The bomb exploded, scattering the Sparkfire Poison Plague powder contained within it and sweeping it in every direction.
Fan Lang employed special means to control the Sparkfire Poison Plague, allowing it to seep into the insectoids' bodies and infect them all. After reaching the