"Buzz buzz buzz..."
Jiang Xuan and his companions were swiftly riding their mounts through the forest when suddenly, a swarm of stinging flies rose up, gathered together, and emitted a loud buzzing noise.
The stinging flies were only slightly larger than ordinary mosquitoes, but their numbers were overwhelming. Once gathered, they formed a large, moving cloud, and just hearing that sound made one's skin crawl.
"What are they trying to do? Are they really going to attack despite the smell of the insect-repelling herbs?"
Jiang Xuan frowned; if these stinging flies truly launched a desperate attack, they'd be quite difficult to handle.
He pondered in his mind that if these flies really swooped down, they'd have no choice but to ask the Vine God for help in defense.
Unexpectedly, after gathering, the stinging flies circled twice in the sky and then flew towards the direction of the Stinging Fly Tribe.
In the blink of an eye, all the stinging flies disappeared completely.
