Liu Ming controlled his figure with a spiral motion while a surge of dark energy burst forth from his body, instantaneously shielding him entirely, and his gaze, sharp as lightning, shot toward the direction from which the cold light had originated.
It was from a nearby blackish-blue cliff.
With a flicker in his gaze, Liu Ming clearly saw on the cliff surfaces here and there white spots resembling beeswax, emitting wisps of chill air.
Near the spots, moreover, there was a dense accumulation of holes, large ones as big as millstones, and small ones comparable to buckets, giving an impression of a gigantic beehive at first glance.
Before he could send out his divine consciousness for a more detailed investigation, a loud buzzing sounded from a larger hole, and with a "whoosh," an extremely swift white shadow shot out and streaked towards him.
Liu Ming's expression changed, and with a blur of his body, he disappeared from the spot.
