The terrifying destructive power of Liu Changxu's assault wiped out countless low-tier insects in one stroke and shattered their last shred of courage to resist. The insects that had been fleeing toward the center of the nest now scattered into the distance.
At the sight, the morale of the eighty-million-strong human army soared. Xiao Zier led the charge, commanding the army in a thunderous pursuit of the routed insects. Liu Changxu and the other human Mahayana powerhouses did not stand idly by either, joining the battle one after another.
To avoid harming his own troops, Liu Changxu recalled all his dozens of Innate Spirit Treasures into his body with a slight stir of thought. Then his hands swiftly formed spell seals. Faint ripples spread through the space around him, and the power of temporal and spatial laws silently extended like invisible threads, precisely locking onto the swarms still fleeing in clusters.
With flicks of his fingertips, concentrated strands of spacetime power shot through the air and landed wherever the swarms gathered. Around the targeted swarms, the time flow rate abruptly turned bizarre.
For some swarms, time was stretched out in an instant, causing the insects to age and die on the spot. For others, space was compressed, forcibly squeezing enormous swarms into a tiny patch of ground, where their shells and flesh instantly fused into an indistinct mass of pulp.
Every attack annihilated great swathes of insects, yet even human cultivators just three feet away remained completely untouched. Such exquisite control over temporal laws was like a precise, ruthless harvest, both efficient and safe.
The swarms fortunate enough to have escaped the earlier bombardment of Spirit Treasures now had no power whatsoever to resist this invisible divine ability. They could only perish in despair amid the distortions of spacetime.
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