"Fool, do you think you're the Bee Taoist? Hurry back and learn from me how to properly enslave packs of dogs..."
"I really want to laugh. You don't actually believe it's the Insect that's powerful, do you? It's because Hong Yuan is strong; don't be foolish."
"Trying to draw a tiger but ending up with a dog—stop it, Long! Stop playing with Insects; you're just not cut out for it!"
"..."
The battlefield of the Spirit Beast Hall.
Several Disciples who switched to cultivating Insect swarms were beaten until they were mentally exhausted, filled with self-doubt.
They were either overthrown by those they once surpassed or effortlessly crushed by peers of the same period without any suspense in the fights. It was utterly preposterous.
It made no sense. Hong Yuan had managed his Bee Beast Worm swarm so powerfully, slaughtering beasts and crushing formations wherever he went.
He virtually bulldozed his way through, greatly showcasing the elegance of a Slave Tao Martial Artist!
