Time slowly passed, and the scene fell silent for a while.
The giant beetles pressed together one after another, forming a huge sphere that swayed in the air without falling to the ground. Nothing unusual happened.
Qin Fengming stood where he was, unable to investigate what was happening inside the sphere formed by the Silver Sheath Worms. Although his spiritual sense could still command the Soul Devouring Demonic Silk, he could not see whether the essence soul within had already been destroyed.
Qin Fengming did not dare withdraw the Silver Sheath Worms just yet. He stared at the enormous silver sphere, his expression solemn.
Suddenly, Qin Fengming, whose expression had been grave, shook violently. His eyes flew wide open.
Just as Qin Fengming's expression changed, the enormous silver sphere ahead suddenly surged violently. The Silver Sheath Worms seemed to have suffered some kind of terrifying, irresistible shock. They were no longer under Qin Fengming's control and explosively broke apart, fleeing in all directions at high speed.
At the sight of this, Qin Fengming's heart jolted.
Before he could react, the Silver Sheath Worms that had scattered and fled abruptly stiffened one after another. Like enormous snowballs filling the sky, they plummeted toward the ground below.
"Ah, that's bad!" Qin Fengming cried out. Without the slightest hesitation, he shot rapidly backward. His speed was even greater than when he had dodged the essence soul's attack earlier.
Qin Fengming had reacted swiftly, but an extremely cold aura also spread at astonishing speed.
Just as he saw the Silver Sheath Worms, which had been flashing away at high speed, being bound by an eerie force and falling toward the ground, Qin Fengming discovered that the dense fog of soul energy filling the vast space before him had already begun solidifying on the spot