By nightfall, the snowflakes fluttered while the hail gradually lessened. The number of bugs had clearly diminished. The dark clouds in the sky also dispersed significantly.
Those supported by the formation were fine, merely having spent a lot of Spirit Jade, but Hu Nan and his subordinates breathed a sigh of relief on their side.
The trio was pale as well, obviously having exhausted a great deal of their energy.
With the hail becoming less severe, they were finally able to rest thoroughly.
After more than another hour passed, night fell completely. The last few bugs exploded into pulp under the concerted efforts of everyone and were completely eradicated.
The scene was a mess, the white snow everywhere littered with the corpses and shells of bugs, as well as clothing and remains of the injured and dead. But of these, only fragments remained, most having been corroded away by the pulp.
