Lin Ke had been worrying about his lack of fresh flesh to feed his insects, so the sight of these Snowfield Wolves filled him with delight.
He shot forward in a flash.
The Snowfield Wolves, overlords of the snowfields, had never encountered anything like this. Normally, as long as their Lineage worked together on these snowy expanses, even killing a Spirit Beast in the Nascent Soul Realm was no problem.
Thus, other living creatures generally gave them a wide berth.
Now, seeing Lin Ke flying straight toward them with a beaming smile, they widened their wolfish eyes, their expressions furious at this provocation.
"Awooooo..."
The Wolf Kings at the Golden Core Late Stage bared their teeth and howled at the sky.
They were ready to teach Lin Ke a proper lesson.
They called over their kin, turned their heads, and sprang forward, tracing nimble arcs through the air as they snapped at Lin Ke.
Yet the next moment, Lin Ke's swarm surged toward them, blotting out the sky.
Even the night seemed to grow heavier.
The swarm engulfed the leading Wolf King like a tide. A second later, a wolf skeleton lay on the snow.
At the sight, the wolves let out mournful howls and immediately scurried into the dense forest.
How could Lin Ke let this opportunity slip away? The Insect Jade flashed in his hand, and a dozen or so Spirit Insect feelers shot out, piercing straight through seven or eight Snowfield Wolves in one go.
Then the feelers contracted slightly, and the insect tide swallowed them all.
Several more skeletons appeared on the snow. The remaining Snowfield Wolves scrambled forward on rapidly moving paws, stumbling as they fled, and soon vanished into the moonlight.
Still wanting more, Lin Ke clapped his hands. The insect tide immediately changed