Chapter 223: Disaster Beckons from the East

ilin shouted, a flying sword slashed down, aiming at the golden light. However, the golden light was incredibly fast, transforming into a golden thread the moment it appeared and hurtling towards Lu Y...The strength of the insect race can be roughly judged by their size. Those insects the size of a fist pose no threat to cultivators at all. Those the size of a washbasin are roughly equivalent to cultivators of two or three levels. But those as tall as humans should be treated with caution, because they are most likely six or seven-level insect creatures.

After silver light brushed past the early-stage cultivator's body, bursting forth with momentum. From within the silver light, a figure leaped out, accompanied by the faint sound of a sword cry. Immediatel...