"Descendants of the ancient Spirit-Devouring Insect!" A flash of terror appeared in Zhuang Wuya's aged eyes.
Thirty years ago, when he had accompanied a Golden Core cultivator from his sect to gain experience in the Endless Sea, they had encountered a swarm of Spirit-Devouring Insect descendants in the Nine Li Islands. Under the command of an old Golden Core monster, they had been powerful enough to kill an ordinary early Golden Core cultivator. Had their Golden Core cultivator not brought the Ten Thousand Fire Sect's guardian magic treasure, the Crimson Firmament Fire Dragon Bell, they would have perished in the Nine Li Islands.
And that old Golden Core monster had possessed only around a thousand spirit-devouring insect descendants. At this thought, Zhuang Wuya's face darkened. He looked at Li Changfeng and asked quietly, "Fellow Daoist Li, do you know how many of the spirit-devouring insect descendants in this valley have advanced to the second tier?"
Meeting his aged gaze, Li Changfeng shook his head. "No one knows the exact number. Although there are many Spirit-Devouring Insect descendants in this valley, judging from the Projection Pearl's final images, there should be fewer than a hundred second-tier Insect Beasts inside."
Hearing this, Zhuang Wuya's expression eased somewhat. He nodded and said, "If that is the case, we stand some chance of driving the Insect Beasts away if we all act together."
Everyone agreed. Otherwise, once they enraged the Insect Swarm, the cultivators of the four groups would simply be courting death with their numbers.
The men made no attempt to conceal their conversation. Even Xu Yan, more than a thousand zhang away, caught snatches of it with his divine sense.
When he heard the words "Spirit-Devouring Insect," his expression immediately shifted.
Spirit-Devouring Insects were one of the ten great insect races of