As the Aurora Sword Array initially formed, a white light enveloped the arena, making Fangsheng look like an otherworldly immortal bathing in a brilliant radiance.
Quick, quick, quick! Spirit insects plummeted from the sky one after another, their bodies disintegrating into powder as they fell. Spirit insects were not fearless; upon seeing their companions in the front killed by the white light, they naturally grew wary and refrained from making the foolish move of moths flying into a flame.
A fifth-tier spirit insect venturing into the sword array would not survive a single breath. This scene was well within Feng Zijing's expectations, which was why he had only sent out a tentative hundred spirit insects.
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