Boom! Boom! Boom! The sounds rang out without end. Wave after wave of fireflies attacked, putting enormous pressure on all the Martial Artists.
Especially when they watched fireflies undergo Combustion Explosion one after another, they could not help feeling worried. After all, everyone's Blood Qi was limited; it was not inexhaustible. Even Xiantian Masters needed time to replenish their Xiantian power. If they consumed too much, there would inevitably be times when they could not replenish it quickly enough.
Therefore, amid these successive attacks, every Martial Artist was naturally somewhat worried.
Moreover, recalling the previous mosquito attacks, they knew that although each of these insects was not particularly powerful, they could attack endlessly, and their numbers were simply overwhelming. Holding on for half a day was possible, but what about an entire day?
They had already been fighting the fireflies for more than two hours. If this continued, would everyone's Qi not eventually be exhausted?
Everyone did their utmost to conserve their Qi, merely blasting apart the incoming fireflies and preventing them from getting close to the group. However, this consumption was far more frightening than the mosquitoes flying over to suck blood, so their Blood Qi was naturally depleted much faster.
Within the group, Qian Ying protected all the Martial Artists of his own family with the power of his domain. Whenever he spotted danger somewhere, he immediately rushed over to lend a hand.
Yet faced with fireflies that filled the skies, he also had a headache. Why were there so many fireflies in this flower sea?
He did not know whether these fireflies would retreat during the day. If they did, they could still hold on. After all, dawn was only a few hours away, and all the Martial Artists should have no problem lasting until then.
But