"So the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder is what you were counting on!" Extreme Yin stood inside the sword formation, staring solemnly at an empty patch of air as he spoke.
"Surprised, aren't you? You ugly old bastard, there's no escaping your doom today! And I've got an even bigger surprise waiting for you!" Xiao Yu's voice echoed throughout the formation.
As Xiao Yu's words faded, Extreme Yin heard a deafening buzz rising all around him-the sound of golden beetles beating their wings.
"Those strange insects again-and so many of them!" Once he saw what surrounded him, a trace of fear finally appeared on Extreme Yin's face.
He had witnessed the power of these Gold-Eating Insects eight years ago, when he possessed Wu Chou. They could even devour Tiandu Corpse Fire. Before coming to hunt Xiao Yu down this time, he had already devised a countermeasure.
But never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that instead of a few thousand, a vast swarm would appear, blotting out the sky. There had to be well over a hundred thousand!
Although he had never tried other methods against these beetles, he suspected they would be difficult to stop.
Run! I mustn't let these insects surround me, or there really will be no escaping my doom! At that moment, Extreme Yin had only this one thought.
He spat out a mouthful of essence blood and rapidly formed hand seals.
An enormous demonic dragon appeared inside the formation, identical to the previous one except that it measured three hundred feet long.
"Roar!" The moment the demonic dragon appeared, it charged toward a particular point in the sword formation. Extreme Yin followed close behind, hoping to break out as quickly as possible. They were heading straight toward the blood-colored flying sword outside the formation.
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