At this moment, the Spiritual Insect's left wing was broken, revealing the tender wing beneath.
The right wing, although not injured, did not have much strength when it moved.
With a tiny mouth, one could see the fine sharp teeth inside, which should be quite sharp.
It was just unknown whether it was poisonous, so Fang Yun did not dare to catch it with his bare hands.
Looking at the Spiritual Insect in his hand, Fang Yun felt tempted to enslave it and make it his own Spirit Pet.
After all, the realm of this Spiritual Insect was obviously not high at the moment, but it already possessed such defensive power, one could imagine what its defensive power would be when it reached a higher level.
However, desiring it was one thing; Fang Yun clearly lacked the means to do so.
Even if his heart was moved, there was nothing he could do.
Helpless, Fang Yun thought for a moment and directly started dismantling the Silk Net in his hand.
