A flash of spiritual light passed over the severed arm as it reattached to Lu Xiaotian's true body. What had seemed to outsiders to be three Mahayana Realm powerhouses had now become two.
As for the savage Space-Devouring Ghost Ants, they still swarmed across the sky. Lu Xiaotian had merely killed the Ghost Ant King amid the swarm. The ants had suffered some losses during the fight, but compared with their vast numbers, those losses were nowhere near enough to shake them to their core.
Though Lu Xiaotian had used a decapitation strategy and killed the Ghost Ant King outright, the notoriously savage Space-Devouring Ghost Ants had only been shaken to a certain extent. They were far from subdued; their bloodthirsty nature remained. Even against Lu Xiaotian and the Lotus Avatar, two Mahayana powerhouses, the ants—despite having suffered a setback—kept baring their teeth at Lu Xiaotian, as if ready to pounce at any moment.
Lu Xiaotian blurred and plunged into the swarm. A flash of spiritual light surrounded him, forming a colossal shield. Whenever Space-Devouring Ghost Ants swarmed against it, they were flung back, dissolving into wisps of black smoke in the void. The swarm seemed to take this as a provocation and surged toward Lu Xiaotian in a frenzy.
Lu Xiaotian pressed straight ahead, heading for the heart of the swarm. But some of the ants in the distance had already begun to retreat. Lu Xiaotian frowned. "Junior Sister Su, are you avoiding me now, too?"
The Space-Devouring Ghost Ants' king was dead, and because Su Qing and Luo Qian had tampered with the nest, it could not regenerate anytime soon if destroyed. For the swarm as a whole, that meant it would eventually fall apart. Seeing Lu Xiaotian draw closer to the nest, the ants shrieked and surged