Hiss, hiss.
Golden and silver threads poured out one after another, filling the area with a web of crisscrossing strands, large and small.
The golden and silver silkworms ranged from one to three feet long. Each had a pair of horns on its forehead, a round body, and dragon scales. From time to time, they let out roars. Those nearly three feet long already sounded faintly like dragons.
"Dragon-Scaled Ox Silkworms! These things really are crafty!" The bell between Lu Wushuang's fingers swayed, sending ripples of silver chimes through the air. Though she killed some of the demon silkworms, most of them turned into streaks of light and vanished into the silk. As soon as Lu Wushuang stopped attacking, the Dragon-Scaled Ox Silkworms would emerge again and attack. Their strength varied, but even the weakest ones in this area had reached the True Immortal level.
Hundreds, even thousands, of demon silkworms appeared in succession. With all the silk they spat out, they were extremely difficult to handle. The silk spun by great numbers of Dragon-Scaled Ox Silkworms reinforced itself through their interwoven strands. Lu Wushuang and Luo Qing could break through some with ease, but once the numbers reached a certain point, they began to struggle.
Luo Qing slashed several times in succession, her keen sword intent cutting through web after web of silk and reaching far into the distance. Yet before long, the Dragon-Scaled Ox Silkworms would emerge again, spitting out silk to mend all the openings she had made.
More and more silk and webs appeared in every direction. The enemy was clearly trying to trap them here and wear them down.
Huo Xiao, who possessed a sacred ice physique, was also far more restrained than usual under these circumstances. His purple crystal staff was heavy and powerful,