Subduing the Firefly Emperor

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Crimson Flame Firefly swarm was like a breached crimson torrent, wave after wave hurling themselves fearlessly against the blue water curtain. Every firefly that struck the barrier exploded with a bang, bursting into a blinding crimson-gold flame. The firelight connected into one blazing sheet, making the entire water-element spirit array sizzle as mist rose and was instantly evaporated.

The blue barrier dimmed at a visible rate, the ripples across its surface growing increasingly chaotic, as though it could shatter at any moment.

Crack—

Sure enough, a crisp sound rang out, and a finger-length fissure split open at the barrier's northwest corner.

"Not good!"

Lu Changsheng's expression changed sharply.

Lin Qingxuan's little face went pale. Murong Taxue gripped the Moonlight Sword tightly, cold light flickering from its blade, yet she did not dare strike—everyone understood that once they enraged the swarm, they would only die faster.

The crack spread like a spiderweb. Once the array shattered completely, faced with this overwhelming swarm of Crimson Flame Fireflies, the five of them would be burned so thoroughly that not even dregs would remain.

Lu Changsheng forced himself to remain calm, his gaze rapidly sweeping over the insect tide outside the array. Wrapped in God-Burning Fire, these insects rampaged without restraint, utterly unaffected by the moisture—on their bodies, the heavenly principle that water and fire countered one another had completely failed.

"What do we do?" Tu Jiao supported the heavily injured Shi Jingtian, her tone unusually serious. "Junior Sister Qingxuan, can you find out whether these Crimson Flame Fireflies have any weaknesses?"

"I'll try!"

Lin Qingxuan gritted her pearly teeth and sank her divine soul into the Myriad Treasures Record once more. The pages rustled as they flipped, and fine beads of sweat seeped from her temples. With every breath