"Men..." the mountain patrol envoy roared. His strange demon tongue became ripples that rang out across a range of more than ten miles. "Shake yourselves awake! Once we slaughter these dozen or so humans, I'll let you taste fresh human blood! Damn it, after tasting the blood essence of a few humans, even I've been craving it like mad!"
At this moment, far more than several hundred Eagle Bats flew out from distant hills and even the nearby forests—there were likely well over a thousand. Hearing the mountain patrol envoy's command, they all answered at once. Bursts of explosive sound rang out like war drums pounding as they charged toward the direction where Shui Mingzi and the others had vanished. Most bizarrely, ripples surrounded their bodies, blocking human divine sense. They could not be seen at all without the naked eye.
How could Shui Mingzi and the others have known they had run into trouble? They sped onward, calmly watching the Moth Beasts below wildly leap about in an attempt to attack them. An involuntary arrogance rose from their hearts. Other than Shui Mingzi, every cultivator found their earlier caution laughable.
Naturally, Shui Mingzi did not regard these Moth Beasts as a threat either. He merely spread out his divine sense to watch the road ahead and guard against drawing stronger members of the Demon Race.
"Roar..." Just as Ao Zhantian and the others crossed the center of the Moth Beast horde, a hysterical beastly roar rose from within the swarm. The hundred or so Moth Beasts closest to them suddenly sprang out of the herd and leaped high into the air. "Bang, bang, bang..." Explosions erupted simultaneously. Those hundred or so Moth Beasts almost all turned into clouds of bloody mist at once, shattered blood spraying across the sky!