The bigger the God-swallowing Bug was, the stronger its cultivation and more terrifying its combat abilities.
Earlier, the ones that Zhang Ruochen and Martial Saint Canglan had encountered were the size of fingernails. Even then, Thousand-pattern Saint Weapons couldn't penetrate them.
Now, there were many more insects on the trunk. Some were even the size of basins.
Zhang Ruochen and Martial Saint Canglan quickly collected their auras and held their breath. They stood in place without moving, afraid that the insects would wake up.
An hour later, the blue firelight on the trunk finally dimmed. All the God-swallowing Bugs fell into a slumber.
Both of them sighed in relief and retreated cautiously. They didn't stop until they reached a relatively safe area.
"So scary. If we woke them up, even a Saint King would've died, let alone us." Martial Saint Canglan's pretty eyes looked toward Zhang Ruochen. She smiled brightly. "Thank you for that!"