"Phew..."
Just as Lin Li was considering whether to change his route, a fierce gale suddenly swept across the area, making the forest below sway violently as noisy rustling rose and fell in waves.
The black butterflies that had been charging at Lin Li abruptly stopped and quickly retreated.
"Why did they retreat?" Lin Li asked in surprise.
Through self-detonation, these black butterflies had forced him to dodge constantly. On the surface, they had held the advantage, yet they had suddenly retreated. It was extremely strange.
A few seconds later, the doubt in Lin Li's heart was instantly dispelled.
"Chirp chirp, chatter chatter..."
A cacophony of bird calls suddenly rang out, and countless half-meter-long birds flew from the forest.
The birds flew toward the swarm of butterflies and attacked them.
Under Lin Li's watchful gaze, the flock of butterflies was scattered by the birds and fled in all directions like headless flies.
"They've run into their natural enemies."
"They were so vicious toward me just now, but now they're fleeing in panic from these birds. The contrast is pretty huge."
In less than a few minutes, the birds had eaten almost the entire swarm.
Lin Li watched the few remaining butterflies vanish into the horizon. He withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the fairly large birds.
"Chirp chirp, chatter chatter..."
Cheerful birdsong rang out as the birds, having made a great haul, began returning to their nests.
They did not attack Lin Li, which saved him unnecessary trouble.
The swarm of butterflies that had given Lin Li such a headache had unexpectedly been dealt with so easily.
After looking around and confirming that no other creatures had their eyes on him, Lin Li continued searching for Mystic Spirit Grass.
The summit of White Cloud Mountain was blanketed