"Halt!" Pang Zhen's voice, propelled by Spiritual Power, carried far and wide. At his command, everyone stopped advancing.
Lu Ye stared ahead. Insects of every shape and kind surged forward like a tide, baring fangs and brandishing claws. Even though he had been prepared, his expression could not help turning grim.
The distance between them steadily shrank, and the Spiritual Power of the Vanguard Camp's experts began to churn.
At the center of the fan-shaped formation, Pang Zhen held a Spirit Talisman overflowing with Spiritual Power and flung it forward. In an instant, muffled thunder rumbled, the winds and clouds changed color, and thunderclouds gathered and swirled overhead.
"Kill!"
As his furious shout rang out, thunder exploded. Thick bolts of lightning crashed down from the thunderclouds, striking the insect swarm like Heavenly Punishment. Wherever the lightning raged, vast numbers of insects were extinguished.
It seemed to be a signal. The moment the lightning fell, the Vanguard Camp's experts unleashed their own methods upon the swarming insects. In an instant, mighty spells of every color took shape. Saber light and Sword Qi crisscrossed the battlefield, while countless Controlled Artifacts flashed through the formation, reaping sprays of hot blood.
The insects' shrieks rose without end as they fell in swathes, their blood soaking the earth in an instant.
To Lu Ye's left, the Sect Master and Yiyi cast spells together, slaughtering with wild abandon. Though it was mainly the Sect Master doing the slaughtering, while Yiyi was responsible for the wild... Her cultivation was simply too far behind; Yiyi's attacks could only add flowers to the brocade.
To his right was Nian Yuexian. Sword Qi filled the skies, streaking back and forth with unrestrained force, sharp enough to chill the air.
Yet whether it was the Sect Master or Nian Yuexian, both