The Power of thunder and lightning, which had initially been contained to a small circle, was now conducted through the icy water, rapidly spreading out and blasting a huge area.
The young Water Silkworms, both those still writhing on the ground and those yet unborn, were all fried to a crisp, their charred bodies now blanketing the surface of the water.
A vast sheet of pale bodies spread out, reaching every corner.
Kuang Zhan stared at the scene for three seconds, his face a complex mask.
"GACK!"
A warrior from the Mercenary Corps, a man who had weathered trials of life and death.
He finally succumbed to nausea and vomited at the sight of the densely packed white Water Silkworms.
Just then, a massive current of water surged in, instantly sweeping the dead Water Silkworms to either side.
Song Jue was the first to spot Yang Xuan and Feng Juan, who had been swept in by the current.
He nudged Kuang Zhan beside him and gestured with a tilt of his chin.
"They're over there."
