Although Qin Fengming had heard of the Life-Extinguishing Demonic Insects, he had only seen the name in a single ancient text. He had never seen their actual form, nor had he found any description of them in the ancient text.
That was because this kind of demonic insect was not a single species, but a category.
It was a collective term for terrifying demonic insects born in ancient times that had no specific names. These demonic insects shared one characteristic: their numbers were astonishingly vast, often reaching into the trillions.
Precisely because they were so numerous, any cultivator who encountered them—even a Profound level existence or a Mahayana cultivator—would inevitably be surrounded by them, ultimately having all their vitality extinguished.
Later generations had named these terrifying demonic insects the Life-Extinguishing Demonic Insects. They generally remained confined to one corner and did not rampage everywhere, so they were not particularly harmful. But now that he heard Fang Liang utter the name Life-Extinguishing Demonic Insects, even Qin Fengming, whose mind was as steadfast as could be, could not help feeling his heart tremble with fear.
"Of course. Otherwise, Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of this kind of demonic insect? Although these are Life-Extinguishing Demonic Insects, their cultivation level isn't high. As long as we use the right methods, we can still hold out." Fang Liang's calm voice came from within the dark mist, sounding utterly carefree. It was as if he was not very worried about this insect calamity, which even Qin Fengming greatly feared.
Fang Liang's constitution was special. As a body of the Wraith, he possessed an extraordinary innate divine ability: when it came to the yin souls and ghostly beings he captured, he could easily invade their sea of consciousness and read their memories.
This innate ability was