A nearly imperceptible thread of golden light streaked like lightning through the resonating sound of the zither, cutting through the mournful wails of countless souls in the desolate mountain and sea, crashing into the outer wall of the Immortal Pot.
Here, its speed slightly slowed, allowing others to barely see—a pale golden mosquito with armor-like patterns on its body.
A peculiarly extraordinary mosquito.
It not only completely withstood the indiscriminate attack of the "Nine Heavens Divine Sound of Fu Xi,"
but, astonishingly, the [Immortal Pot], which could block entry and exit of all 'Luo, Lin, Mao, Yu, and Kun' myriad insects and five categories, couldn't stop this tiny mosquito.
It simply burrowed forward unabated... and effortlessly bored its way out!
