Before the words had even fallen, a trace of ferocity appeared on his face. Half his body blurred, turning into an Insect Cloud that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, pouncing down toward the two of them.
"Petty tricks!"
The expression on Lin Xuan's face was utterly calm. "You were just taught a lesson, yet you actually repeat the same mistake. Since your memory is so poor, then this Lin will oblige you once more."
Before the words had even fallen, Lin Xuan gave the other party no room to think further. With one hand, he merely grabbed at the empty air. Azure light flickered, and a pale silver Immortal Sword emerged from the void. Then his wrist shook, and amid a great chorus of hissing sounds, countless silver filaments erupted from where he stood, like a drizzle of ox-hair needles, howling forward in a sky-covering torrent.
The Supernatural Powers of the Cloud Insect Realm did indeed have their unique points, but so what if you could split into tens of thousands of forms? Other cultivators might perhaps feel exhausted trying to deal with it, but to him, it was simply not worth a laugh.
Brine curdled tofu; one thing subdued another. The Sword into Silk Technique could handle it.
Lin Xuan was thinking this in his heart, yet in the next instant, that hideously ugly almighty being from the Cloud Insect Realm revealed a trace of ridicule on his face and clenched his hand.
A rumbling sound entered his ears. Those Demon Insects had actually self-destructed.
At once, Gale Wind rose on all sides, its momentum astonishing to the extreme.
Lin Xuan was first stunned, then his expression turned indifferent.
The other party wanted mutual destruction, sacrificing a portion of the Demon Insects to destroy his Life-Bound