A moment later, hundreds of mutated wasps swarmed toward the depths of the Gourd Cave. Xu Lang kept his eyes locked on the swarm. Within seconds, the massive insects swung into action. Any female corpses that had drifted off course toward the Blood Mist were seized by the wasps’ claws and dragged back toward the fire. Although many corpses managed to escape, there were far more wasps in the air. In an instant, all the female corpses were guided to the flames, and nearly a hundred wasps descended.
Xu Lang maneuvered the grounded wasps into a cylinder shape in mid-air. They beat their wings in unison toward the fire, creating a massive, swirling vortex of wasps. The wind force generated by hundreds of them far exceeded that of any Golden-Eyed Horned Owl. Suddenly, a cold wind began to howl through the Gourd Cave.
The fire consuming the female corpses burned brighter and more fiercely. Very few of the Chong Infants managed to escape the flames. Xu Lang felt dizzy and overwhelmed, and not just from the sound of the wasps’ beating wings. Controlling such a vast swarm of mutated insects was an enormous challenge. Every second felt like sitting on pins and needles. His mental energy was draining rapidly, and his temples throbbed violently, as if thousands of needles were piercing his brain. Xu Lang gritted his teeth, holding on to the end. The outcome hinged on this moment.
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