I discriminate against the insect swarm, this was the only thought in Master Cheng's mind at the moment.
The types of the swarm were not singular, besides some unidentifiable tiny bugs, the vast majority comprised only two types.
One was "black long straight," which means mosquitoes.
The other was "twin-tail," which means cockroaches.
Although for some reason, these little cuties appeared somewhat different than their usual species, looking more slender, balanced, and handsome.
But some facts remain unchanged.
They are bugs.
Everyone present turned pale.
Master Cheng facing the enemy was no exception.
When a few of these incoming little cuties flew into Master Cheng's mouth, he was visibly caught off guard.
He instinctively pressed his lips together.
Not quite sure what he pressed, but in any case, a burst of pure Spiritual Qi dissolved in his mouth shortly after.
