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There were many demon insects here. Most were communal demon insects, gathered in clusters and swarms, radiating a terrifying aura. Although he flew past at high speed, Qin Fengming saw quite a few insect kings and Insect Mothers comparable to Profound Tier cultivators.
He was concealed within the void, moving swiftly. Even if those insect kings and Insect Mothers sensed something, it lasted only an instant before they could no longer detect anything.
This was clearly a world belonging to demon insects. The mountain peaks were not tall, while marshes lay everywhere and vegetation flourished, making the place highly suitable for demon insects to live.
"Eh? Why are so many demon insects gathered ahead?" Qin Fengming suddenly came to a sharp halt and looked toward the distant heavens and earth, drawn in by the scene before him.
The land ahead was vast, but everywhere he looked were all kinds of demon insects, like an ocean of insects. They were all communal insects, stretching from earth to sky without end, shrouding the heavens and earth for tens of thousands of miles ahead.
The moment his divine sense swept over them, Qin Fengming felt a chill run down his back. So many demon insects had gathered without clashing—this alone was extraordinary. One had to know that among these demon insects were Mature Forms under command. Even a Mahayana cultivator would retreat upon encountering them.
A thought flashed through Qin Fengming's mind. He did not immediately leave, for he did not believe these demon insects had gathered without reason.
Perhaps there was some heaven-defying opportunity here. Since he had encountered it, how could he leave without seeing it clearly?
"Eh? Someone's coming." Suddenly, Qin Fengming noticed a flash of figures