Chen Mo was both shocked and furious. He watched as his disciple was completely covered in bees, without a single inch of skin visible.
He had no time to chase the Silver White Snake. Saving his disciple was the priority. He raised his palm and, gathering all his strength, struck Jiang Xingze's body.
Instantly, a powerful shockwave of Qi blasted outward. The thousands of bees on Jiang Xingze's body fell away with a rustling sound, like sand slipping through fingers. In a flash, the floor was covered with their corpses.
Suddenly, his heart clenched. He slowly turned his head. Now that the "coat" of bees was gone, Jiang Xingze was completely unrecognizable. The sight was too horrible to bear.
Chen Mo remembered his disciple as a bright, handsome young man. But the person lying on the ground now was more terrifying than a Fierce Ghost, covered in wounds from head to toe. Not an inch of his skin was intact. Even his own mother wouldn't be able to recognize him.
