Peng Wansheng and Sha Guangyan, as well as the other experts of the ancient races, ancient family alliance, and Corrupt path, were currently staring at the battlefield intently.

Peng Wansheng suddenly yawned. After watching for so long, he felt bored, and his eyelids felt a bit heavy.

The others were also weary. Some people were starting to nod off.

“Watch out! We’ve fallen for a soul bewitching art!”

Sha Guangyan suddenly cried out, his voice stabbing into their ears like needles.

Everyone was instantly startled awake. Their expressions completely changed. In the instant that they awoke, countless black and white spears were shooting at them.

These spears were dozens of meters long and thinner at the front than they were at the back. They whistled through the air at them.

These spears weren’t actually spears. They were the mouthparts of the Spotted Ghost Mosquitoes. They were extremely hard and sharp.

“Dodge!”

It was too late. The Spotted Ghost Mosquitoes’ mouthparts...