The mutated bugs met the hunters' attacks with their fists. They threw out a flurry of punches, each with so much momentum they seemed like bullets.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon]!"

Li Feng leapt high into the air and landed on the dragon's head, his sword gleaming brightly as though it had been dipped in liquid light. As he raised the sword to the skies, it glowed and expanded, morphing into a huge blade of light.

A blinding white glow illuminated the entire battlefield. The ground, stained with fresh blood, was completely hidden from sight.

A white dragon emerged from around Li Feng. The mutated bug defended with both hands as Li Feng leapt high into the air and...