Zhao Ziyue condensed water beneath his toes and hovered high in the air, pressing downward with his fingertips.
Hualala—water surged upward, weaving itself into an inverted canopy in midair, sealing off an expanse of sky over a hundred zhang wide like a transparent dome.
The Insect Cultivator hovered in midair, and the instant he saw this, his expression changed drastically.
Clearly, if he wanted to leave, he either had to shatter the water barrier or kill his opponents.
He had not expected these Marauding Cultivators to be so decisive, not giving him the slightest room for negotiation.
Since that was the case, he had no intention of begging for mercy. He reached out and tore off the black pouch hanging from his waist.
The thing was palm-sized, embroidered with dense dark patterns, and filled entirely with insects.
If one awakened the "Myriad Insect Matriarch's Nest," there would naturally be no need for external objects. One could create a space for insects to live in—the so-called nest.
However, not every Insect Cultivator could awaken such a rare divine ability.
With a tearing hiss, the insect pouch opened.
In an instant, tens of thousands of green insects poured out, carrying a thick, fishy stench with them. They gathered into a green mist high in the sky.
They first crashed into the inner wall of the water barrier. Seeing only ripples spread across it and realizing they could not destroy it anytime soon, they immediately flew toward the four Golden Core Marauding Cultivators.
The Insect Cultivator did not expect these insects to inflict any real damage. They were meant more to interfere, nothing more.
But that was not all. He pulled a dark green insect egg from the bottom of the pouch. Wood-attribute spiritual power gathered in his palm, and the egg immediately