"So he's just some guy who plays with bugs."
Chu Huan sneered coldly. "Since you play with bugs, bring them out and let this young master see what your bugs can do to me."
His face was still full of disdain.
As though no matter how powerful the insects were, they had no right to clamour before him.
Su Chang had always been an arrogant man.
And under the influence of his Beast Race bloodline, he was especially quick-tempered.
Chu Huan's expression alone nearly made him fly into a rage.
"Since you're courting death yourself, I'll let you see my Flying Yellow Armor Locusts!"
Su Chang roared.
With a slight tremor of his cultivation, swarms of insects flew out from his sleeves.
Flying Yellow Armor Locusts?
It was Qin Shaofeng's first time hearing that name.
But when he looked toward those so-called Flying Yellow Armor Locusts, he nearly burst out laughing.
The name was certainly strange, but they were merely things resembling locusts.
The difference was that the bellies of those Flying Yellow Armor Locusts seemed transparent, with yellow fluid apparently flowing inside them.
Their pairs of sharp fangs often gleamed crimson.
He simply did not know how strong those teeth were when they bit down.
Or whether that crimson color was truly caused by potent poison.
While he was still wondering, the swarms of Flying Yellow Armor Locusts had already reached Chu Huan's vicinity.
One Flying Yellow Armor Locust after another showed no urgency in approaching.
Instead, when they were still three meters away from Chu Huan, they collectively stopped, seemingly forming some kind of formation in midair.
Or perhaps they were merely surrounding him.
Qin Shaofeng knew little about insects and could not understand what was happening.
Then, the next moment—
All the Flying Yellow Armor Locusts sprayed