Xu Yang's expression remained unchanged. Fully prepared, he let out a sudden, cold snort the exact moment the black demonic insect reached the space between his eyebrows.
"Hmph!"
POP!
The demonic insect was blown to pieces as if struck by lightning, turning into wisps of black smoke that dissipated into thin air.
At the same time, the map and the black lines displayed on the ancient scroll gradually faded, returning to their original state.
"Incredible," Luo Yao couldn't help but marvel.
The phantom of that demonic insect had made him feel suffocated and despairing, completely powerless to resist. Yet in front of Xu Yang, it was as helpless as he had been facing the insect. His junior brother's strength was simply absurd.
However, seeing his junior brother's growing prowess only made Luo Yao more excited. They were going to reap a massive harvest on this trip.
