It sounded like the buzz of bees and yet also like the drone of flies, indistinct to the ear.
Moreover, judging by the volume of the noise, there had to be a significant number.
Yun Shangyuan's expression changed slightly as he cautioned the guards below,
"Be alert, conjure up protective shields for everyone!"
His soldiers were well-trained and possessed high levels of cultivation.
At his command, they quickly gathered their Spiritual Power to envelop themselves.
Just then, a massive swarm of something black descended from the sky, covering the heavens above them in the blink of an eye.
Without a second thought, Yun Shangyuan unleashed a burst of Seven-colored Spiritual Power into the air.
With a loud boom, a great swath of the black mass exploded into a substantial hole.
The Mang Kun that were blown to pieces didn't even leave dust behind.
Nolan Changle, still chanting a Spell under his breath, sneered coldly, his eyes closed as he continued.
