The farther he advanced, the more pronounced that maddening irritation became. "What? This feeling is being released by those insects?" Huo Hai killed a Spirit Beast that charged up to him with a single stroke of his sword.
Even Huo Hai wanted to vent in the face of that irritation. He was not an insect; insects had no emotions. So this time, rather than having the Star Gu kill it, Huo Hai drew the Sunset Sword and dealt with it himself. After killing a Spirit Beast, he felt that many of the negative emotions in his heart had been released. He calmed down considerably.
Just moments ago, the Ghost Insect had suddenly told Huo Hai that the source of this irritation was precisely the kind of insect he was looking for.
With the Ghost Insect's guidance, Huo Hai immediately knew how to search. "Little Butterfly, mental protection." At his instruction, Little Butterfly enveloped him in mental power, preventing the irritation in his heart from swelling without limit.
Then he followed that negative sensation, rushing toward the center from which those emotions emanated. Little Butterfly did not shield Huo Hai completely, allowing him to continue sensing a trace of irritation.
Little Butterfly's intelligence was extremely high, already approaching that of a normal adult human. But Little Butterfly was still an insect, and insects had no emotions. Even when surrounded by this irritation, most insects remained largely unaffected. Humans, on the contrary, were affected most severely, followed by the Spirit Beasts scattered all over the mountains.
Soon, Huo Hai followed the sensation to its source. There were no Spirit Beasts here anymore. He did not know whether they had slaughtered one another to the last or all fled the area. Nearby stood only a stretch of trees thick with foliage.
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