"CRACKLE—" The moment the golden insect appeared, a thunderball suddenly smashed towards the pair. Yu Ruoyun swung her palm back, and a water curtain phantom, like a splashed wave, shot out from her palm, instantly causing the thunderball to seemingly melt and disappear without a trace.
After failing to hit its mark, the insect instantly turned tail and fled. Although its body was extremely small, its speed was incredibly fast, covering a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
"Chase!" Yu Ruoyun's voice commanded, and her form had already transformed into a streak of light in pursuit.
Wang Lan immediately rushed out after Yu Ruoyun, his gaze curiously fixed on her retreating figure. He had planned to unleash the Holy Light, but to his surprise, Yu Ruoyun's reaction speed was even faster than his.
