Lu Changsheng stepped forward, his expression grave. It was not that he lacked the courage to charge at Old Wang; rather, he knew he could not. There were far too many blank insects, swarming from all directions and flooding the street. There was simply no way to avoid them. 0

Recently, Lu Changsheng had studied these insects extensively. They fed only on fresh blood and flesh, and their black shells were extremely sturdy, so much so that even a direct strike would fail to crush them. Their mouthparts were likewise hard and razor sharp, which meant that they could penetrate anyone's body, regardless of their physique. Even a Divine Strength martial artist would be in trouble if swarmed by these...0