Almost simultaneously, Fei Lie raised his hand and flung it toward his right.
A sharp, long spike—the limb of some unknown insect—shot from his hand. It whistled lowly as it accurately pierced the tall female insect-man's brain, punching straight through her skull.
In less than three seconds, Fei Ming, who had been vibrant and alive just moments before, was now a lifeless corpse.
But the room did not fall silent.
Where Fei Ming and the female insect-man had died, the air began to vibrate violently. A surging aura of flame radiated outward from the ripples in the air.
With their deaths, the Contracted Soul Beasts in their Soul Beast Spaces were about to be released back into the world.
Fei Lie narrowed his eyes, his tone urgent. "Master, an Insect Master's Soul Beast Space takes some time to collapse. This is the perfect opportunity."
"I know. Go keep the people outside calm. Don't let them come in for a while."
