"You won't know until you try."
Song Wen suddenly accelerated, reaching the skies above the Lake in the blink of an eye.
The Void Beetles in the Lake noticed the sudden appearance of Song Wen, as well as Ying Wu and the Kui Bull close behind him, and immediately descended into panic.
Before they could flee, however, an oppressive aura descended, leaving them utterly unable to move.
Then, the Void Beetles rose uncontrollably out of the water and fell onto a small island in the Lake not far away.
They tumbled to the ground, yet all raised their conical heads, their mandibles constantly clicking together and producing low, clipped sounds.
In an instant, more than a dozen invisible ripples spread toward the high sky.
Song Wen and Ying Wu did not stop them.
Both men knew that the Void Beetles were calling for help, which was exactly what they wanted.
"Call louder!"
Ying Wu snorted coldly. More than a dozen exceedingly faint strands of Sword Qi materialized in the air and swept toward the Void Beetles.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft..."
A string of sounds like sharp blades cutting through flesh rang out.
Wounds immediately appeared across the Void Beetles' shells, dark green blood trickling from them.
"Be careful. Don't kill them."
Song Wen spoke in warning. Then, forty-nine small flags appeared before him.
The Celestial Dipper Unfading Formation formed by the Flood Dragon Banners was not merely a defensive formation; it could also trap and kill enemies.
The small flags flew in all directions, descending around the shores of the Lake.
However, at that very moment—
Song Wen's gaze sharpened as he looked toward the distant horizon.
"It came rather quickly."
There was a trace of surprise in Song Wen's voice, and he had no choice but to recall the forty-nine