Chapter 223: Disaster Beckons from the East

dead and one severely wounded. The young master's neck was slashed open by a long sword, blood gushing like a spring. He raised his hand to cover his neck, but it was of little use.As the senior broth...The strength of the insect race can be roughly judged by their size. Those insects the size of a fist pose no threat to cultivators at all. Those the size of a washbasin are roughly equivalent to cultivators of two or three levels. But those as tall as humans should be treated with caution, because they are most likely six or seven-level insect creatures.

Afterspeaking, he raised his hand and clapped in the void before him. Spiritual energy surged around him, emanating from his palm like a source. A fiery red disc of spiritual energy, several zhang in diame...