Chapter 166: Self-Destruction of the Spirit Aperture

ed into them with force, sending them staggering. The insects' unique screech echoed...Following the fireball came crescent-shaped blades of wind, slashing against the insectoid's carapace with a *cli...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

Thetranslate!The sacred beetle that Lu Ye was riding blended into the ranks of soldiers, inconspicuous.Between the shifting of light and shadow, the feeling of being suppressed by that metamagnetic field...