"Dragon Roar Thunder Sound? Fellow Daoist Han, does this spirit insect of yours possess true dragon bloodline?"
Fang Yufei asked with a face full of curiosity, her gaze fixed on the Thunder Rhino Beetle.
"I'm not too sure either. It's a mutated spirit insect."
Han Changming answered vaguely, unwilling to say more.
After the Thunder Rhino Beetle advanced to the fourth rank, its abilities had grown considerably stronger. Otherwise, they would not have been able to so easily kill a fourth-rank upper-grade Soul-Chasing Spider.
Seeing this, Fang Yufei did not press the matter further.
Half an hour later, Li Xiao frowned. "Quite a few of my spirit bees have died, and the queen bee was killed as well."
The queen bee was fourth-rank. Having suddenly lost contact with it, it had clearly been killed.
Fang Qingxue's delicate brows knitted tightly. "One Thousand-Mile Oriole has already been killed."
Before long, a streak of azure light appeared on the distant horizon and flew swiftly toward them.
The azure light was a Thousand-Mile Oriole. Large quantities of its feathers were falling away, and its flesh was a bloody mess.
Before the Thousand-Mile Oriole could fly back to them, it suddenly let out a shrill cry. Its body exploded, and dozens of emerald-green centipedes flew out. They had two pairs of thin golden wings on their backs, bodies black as ink, and rows of sickle-like claws.
Golden-Winged Ink Centipedes—venomous beyond measure.
Of the dozens of Golden-Winged Ink Centipedes, only two were fourth-rank; the rest were third-rank.
Fang Qingxue's expression turned extremely grim. With a hand seal, the three White Banners immediately lit up with dazzling white light and spun rapidly, transforming into three vast white tornadoes that shot toward the Golden-Winged Ink Centipedes at astonishing speed.
Wherever the three white tornadoes passed, the ground