After Qin Fengming had witnessed the Silver Sheath Worms' mutation, he now saw more than a thousand of them rapidly converging together. A faintly fishy scent spread through the air, and he immediately understood that those thousand-plus Silver Sheath Worms gathering together should be the females.
The scent they emitted was precisely the signal that mating was required.
As the aphrodisiac scent spread, the sliver of reason remaining in the minds of nearly seventy thousand Silver Sheath Worms, which had been on the verge of vanishing, was finally snuffed out completely, buried beneath the body's instinctive desire.
Amid their shrill cries, they flew toward the nearly thousand Silver Sheath Worms huddled together and crouching on the ground. The Silver Sheath Worms blocking their path were all treated as mortal enemies, and they began savagely tearing at and devouring one another.
The brutality of the scene was such that even a battle involving tens of thousands of cultivators would have paled beside the cruel, bloody struggle Qin Fengming now witnessed among nearly seventy thousand Silver Sheath Worms.
The fist-sized white beetles charged viciously at one another amid their buzzing, immediately engaging in close-quarters combat.
Not the slightest trace of innate divine ability appeared during the fighting. They relied solely on their razor-sharp legs and mouths capable of cleaving gold and severing jade. Amid the crunching sounds, severed limbs and broken bodies fell in all directions.
As the white beetles' mouthparts opened and closed, the corpses of the slaughtered beetles were often swallowed directly into the victors' bellies. The thousands upon thousands of beetles that had once fought side by side had not fallen to enemies, yet now lay buried in the mouths of their own companions. There was no greater sorrow beneath heaven than this.
Watching that savage, unbearable scene, even