Huaxiang Town, Chen Mansion.
It has already become a place of death.
Every person, big and small, in the mansion stood motionless at the front of the courtyard.
From their seven orifices and hearts, insects crawled out one by one.
The ground was quickly filled with insects, colorful and dense like the sea.
At this moment, Su Mo seemed to have stepped into an ocean made of insects.
However, the strange thing was.
Within a radius of ten feet around Su Mo, there seemed to be an invisible wall erected.
Not a single insect crossed that boundary.
Su Mo pondered slightly, then suddenly snapped his fingers, causing the insect in his palm to fly back onto the corpse from just now.
With a swoosh, it crawled into the nostril.
It was as if this sound was an order.
All the other insects suddenly returned to their places.
In just a moment, the insect tide that was dense like the sea had disappeared without a trace, revealing the clean ground of the Chen Mansion.
