The Net Closes In

Jiang Yue's panic was naturally an act, while Han Jingjing's fear was at least somewhat genuine.

Since he had decided to put on an act, Jiang Yue naturally had to play his part thoroughly and convincingly—convincingly enough that even Lord Binghai would find it difficult to grow suspicious.

Therefore, Jiang Yue did not hold back in the slightest. While pushing his defenses to the limit, he also launched all kinds of attacks.

He cast all sorts of spirit talismans, spells, and pills as if they cost nothing. His Great Lion's Roar Art was just as fierce, wave after wave of sonic attacks sending the endlessly surging poisonous insects flying again and again.

Jiang Yue had used the Great Puppet Art before, but these poisonous insects were summoned through their connection to the Poisonous Insect Guardian's vital energy and blood. His Great Puppet Art could not take control of them in return.

Therefore, the Great Puppet Art was clearly useless here.

Even so, Jiang Yue and Han Jingjing's attacks were still far more ferocious than before. They looked as though they were exerting themselves to the utmost in an attempt to counterattack.

However, the swarm was simply too dense. Even a counterattack several times stronger was still far from enough against such an exaggerated tide of insects.

All it accomplished was delaying the rampage of the swarm. It did not solve the problem at its root.

After that flurry of attacks, Jiang Yue and Han Jingjing visibly looked somewhat frustrated. They had put in such tremendous effort and launched such overwhelming attacks, yet they still could not make the swarm decline in any meaningful way. Anyone would have been frustrated in their place.

Han Jingjing said anxiously, "Jiang Yue, if we don't retreat now, we won't be able to retreat at