Wrapped around me was nothing less than the spiritual fire!
The spiritual fire is the embodiment of extreme yang, the natural nemesis of parasites!
All the parasite insects kept their distance from the spiritual fire, scared to come any closer!
I flicked my finger, and another wisp of spiritual fire landed on Andrew Campbell's body.
In an instant, the sound of frying beans crackled on Andrew's body.
Andrew quickly scrambled to his feet, casting a terrified glance at his own body, cold sweat streaming down.
These parasites were truly terrifying!
No wonder people were reluctant to venture too deep into the southwest, much less into Crimson Devil Valley!
"Thank you, Mr. Thomas," Andrew said, clasping his hands in gratitude.
I didn't respond but simply looked coldly at the surroundings.
Although the parasites didn't dare come closer, they hadn't left either.
They surrounded me and Andrew, preventing us from moving forward.
