His great reputation was indeed no empty boast!
Fortunately, he had reacted quickly; otherwise, that old monster really might have turned things around on him.
Thankfully, that last strike just now should have been the old monster's final secret art. Now, he truly was a lamp with its oil run dry.
A ruthless glint flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes, and he was just about to rush up and beat the drowning dog—yet at that very moment, his opponent moved again.
Lin Xuan saw it clearly. The old monster's remaining right hand suddenly brushed across his waist, and then a black pouch shot out. Its mouth opened, and piercing insect cries erupted.
Afterward, countless Demon Insects swarmed out of the pouch, instantly turning into a massive three-colored insect cloud that spread over the old monster's head. It covered several dozen mu in breadth, its momentum horrifying to the extreme.
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes. He saw that those Demon Insects were as small as beans, their whole bodies a purplish black, yet green light faintly surged and flickered across their surfaces. They were truly strange and terrifying to the limit.
Moreover, although these Demon Insects were small in body, their appearance was exceedingly vicious, their mouthparts far sharper than keen blades.
"Sky Blade Snail Insects!"
Lin Xuan sucked in a breath of cold air, his face revealing surprise.
When it came to the Insect Control Technique, which few cultivators dabbled in, he was extremely proficient. As for all sorts of strange insects of the wilds, while he could not say he knew them as well as treasures in his own house, he was still familiar with most of them.
From the name Sky Blade Snail Insect, one could tell it was no ordinary thing. Its terror lay in its mouth, which