His movements could not be called slow, but the reactions of the two Nascent Soul Cultivators behind him were clearly a beat slower. Though they also pulled back, they were caught by the insect cloud.
"Ah!"
Shrill screams pierced the ear. At such close range, the two had no time at all to bring out their treasures, and their Body-Protecting Spirit Light was breached with effortless ease. From head to toe, every inch of skin on their bodies was crawling with Demon Insects.
That feeling was difficult to describe in words, but it was certainly worse than death. In terms of misery, even having one's soul drawn out and refined was no more than this.
In just a few breaths, even their screams had grown faint and intermittent. Then, with a tremendous bang that rang in the ears, the two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators actually chose to self-destruct at the same time.
The power was no small matter, and tens of thousands more Blood Fire Ants were blown to powder. However, compared to their enormous scale, that number counted for nothing. The remaining Demon Insects had no idea what fear or death were, and surged toward that group of cultivators one wave after another.
Everyone had long since been chilled with terror. No one had expected such an outcome. Originally, this group of cultivators could be considered people who had been through a hundred battles, but faced with such terrifying Demon Insects, they did not even have the courage to fight.
Who knew who cried out in alarm first, but immediately afterward, they threw everything aside and turned to flee. The morale of the others had already fallen to rock bottom, and now that they saw someone take the lead, what were they still staying here for? They too scattered