Either eat the venomous insect or be eaten by it!
Of course, verbal descriptions are inferior to seeing it with your own eyes. Feng Qing'an asked Heishan to go and take a look. He wanted to broaden his horizons and see what the chicken had been through to accumulate such potential.
Hooo~
Heishan naturally agreed to Feng Qing'an's request. After waiting for several hours and only less than eleven Ghost Creatures remained, the old monk's Zen Sound finally ceased. At this moment, there were only a handful of Ghost Creatures left. Even the Ghost King was nowhere to be found.
It wasn't that the Ghost Creatures couldn't bear the monk's chanting, but the monk was suppressed too harshly. As a result, the monotonous scriptures that fell into the ears of the Ghost Creatures were unbearable. It was like the constant humming of a fly, which irritated them.
