The sheer number of them made Fang Yu's scalp tingle.
As if drawn by some kind of phototaxis, they moved slowly and gathered toward them, the change in position shocking Fang Yu to the core, making him instinctively take a step back.
Run!
Fang Yu shouted in his heart, ready to turn and flee.
But unexpectedly, Daoist Qing Yan suddenly spoke at this moment.
"I knew I didn't misjudge you! Diao, you can see it, can't you?"
"..."
Fang Yu remained silent, his body that was about to flee froze in place.
He was considering, if he fled now, what were the odds of Daoist Qing Yan attacking him, and could he withstand Daoist Qing Yan's attacks and safely escape this Land of Gathering Evil.
"Don't panic, if I wasn't fully prepared, I wouldn't risk coming here myself!"
Daoist Qing Yan gave a reassuring response.
