Qin Ming let out a soft shout, the nearby thunder exploded, temporarily clearing the surrounding firefly insects, as he searched through the night fog for the master controlling the insects.
At this moment, he was filled with killing intent, wanting to decide the battle quickly. If he got deeply entangled here and tangled with the endless sea of insects, he might have big trouble.
"Found you!" Qin Ming saw a man in a blue robe at the rear of the insect tide holding a golden conch, seemingly conversing with someone in the distance.
Qin Ming harnessed the thunder, leaving a trail of golden footprints in the night sky, unbelievably fast, bursting through a field of firefly insects, charging towards the man to kill him.
The sea of insects boiled, they were indeed tough to deal with, exploding in sheets, bug juice splattering all around. Yet, without fear of death, they devoured the shattered flesh of their companions, and the light they released grew more intense.
