"Crack, crack."
The space of the entire Secret Realm abruptly began shattering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qinghe True Person's expression stiffened as well. He had originally intended to smash the loose, chaotic insect formation with a few punches.
Who could have expected that, when his fist landed, those Spirit Insects would prove as hard as iron? A kind of insect resembling the Purple Beetle blocked his entire assault.
Meanwhile, some Spirit Insects on the verge of being killed by him simply bit down on his Golden Body and immediately self-destructed.
This suicidal assault unfolded in an almost crazed fashion. Once or twice would have been manageable, but even he could not withstand thousands of self-detonations.
Although they could not inflict any substantial damage on Qinghe True Person's Golden Body.
A thousand-mile embankment could still collapse from an ant hole. These little explosions left tiny cracks or small cavities in his Golden Body.
Under the pressure of the insect formation, these cracks and fragments were magnified countless times over. After Qinghe True Person struck the formation's outer wall several more times,
he discovered to his horror that the fragments on his body were beginning to be sucked into the formation.
Qinghe True Person frowned. "This formation is only at the sixth level of Divine Ability..."
"Why is it so troublesome?"
"Wait?"
"This formation is growing stronger?"
Qinghe True Person's pupils constricted as he saw great chunks of his Golden Body begin peeling away.
Panicking, he began struggling madly, bombarding the insect formation's walls in every direction.
Powerful, tremendous Spiritual Qi surged wildly from his body, bombarding the insect formation with almost extravagant abandon, yet the Spirit Insects seemed to suffer little damage.
Instead, they gradually absorbed much of the dissipating Spiritual Qi.
Seeing this, the cultivators on