The opponent's mockery naturally reached Lin Xuan's ears, yet the expression on his face did not waver in the slightest. He sent out a strand of divine sense, and at once, the Blood Fire Ants' buzzing rose to a roar as they flew toward the other side in a sky-blotting swarm.
"You don't know whether you're dead or alive. This old man has already said that the same move is useless against me."
A trace of ridicule appeared at the corners of the black-robed Ancient Demon's mouth. His hands danced, and a spell seal shot out from between his fingers and palms, sinking into the void before vanishing without a trace.
Wuu...
The pitch-black demonic mist before him began to churn, while the violent heaven-and-earth vital energy within the valley was drawn to its surroundings. The two mixed together, and then a scene that made one's scalp go numb appeared.
Silver light flashed, and several enormous mouths suddenly emerged within the black mist. Each was over ten feet wide, filled with sharp fangs.
Lin Xuan naturally would not fear bloody gaping maws, but before his eyes there were no faces—only mouths—which made a chill creep over one's entire body.
But at this moment, Lin Xuan could not concern himself with so much. With a push of his divine sense, the sky-blotting Blood Fire Ants beat their wings and flew toward the other party.
An individual Blood Fire Ant's combat strength was not worth mentioning, but it did have one advantage: this Demon Insect had a violent nature, and no matter how formidable an enemy it faced, it would never feel fear or dread.
"Courting death!"
The black-robed Ancient Demon's wild laughter entered his ears. Then those mouths shone with demonic light, one splitting into nine, and in the blink of