The spy was dead.
Stung to death by a Man-Eating Bee.
As the spiritual qi within the defensive formation ran out, it gradually lost its effectiveness. Some people noticed, but since the Man-Eating Bees were all dead, they did not ask Su Jiu to erect another layer. After all, Su Jiu and Xia Jue had just fought a battle and were clearly more exhausted than the rest of them.
Seeing the two recuperating where they sat, the others followed suit, sitting down to meditate one after another.
Suddenly, a scream rang out among the group.
The others turned to see the man's blue-black face, with a thoroughly lifeless Man-Eating Bee still clinging to his forehead.
The timid Formation Arts Artist seemed to be forcibly suppressing her terror to keep from crying out.
Someone wanted to approach and examine the corpse.
Just then, a rather frail-sounding voice spoke up. "C-could some of these Man-Eating Bees still be alive? And could this man's corpse be poisonous? I think we should leave as soon as possible."
The moment she finished, an empty space immediately opened up around the corpse.
The speaker was none other than the timid Formation Arts Artist.
Su Jiu noticed that the Formation Arts Artist seemed to have glanced at Xia Jue just now.
The cultivator who had wanted to examine the corpse pressed his lips together, then released a burst of fire, burning both the Man-Eating Bees and the corpse to ashes, seemingly to prevent any of the bees from returning from the dead.
Watching everything unfold, Su Jiu knew that everything that had happened today had probably been part of Xia Jue's plan.
And that seemingly timid Formation Arts Artist was almost certainly one of Xia Jue's people-or, more precisely, someone from the Enforcement Hall.
If so, it