Liu Ming heard this, and was moved in his heart, but his face remained expressionless as he said:
"The junior is all ears."
"Given the importance of this matter, I will not beat around the bush. According to reliable information just received from our scouts, there are now over a million giant insects of the Ming Clan in the southern barbarian territories. Moreover, around that spatial rift, there seem to be more than ten smaller rifts continuously spawning new insects of the Ming Clan." Elder Feng said gravely.
As soon as these words were spoken, most of the cultivators present gasped in shock, while the rest turned pale.
At that moment, a young man clad in green robes and with sallow skin who was sitting on the right side suddenly stepped forward and asked with a cupped fist salute: "May I ask the elder, regarding this vast army of Ming Clan insects, do we have accurate information about their current location?"
