A swarm of something shot toward Chen Chuan at extreme speed, but just as it was about to enter his attack range, it suddenly buzzed and flew off to the side.
It then circled him ceaselessly from a distance, sometimes approaching, sometimes retreating, as if trying to lure him into attacking.
Chen Chuan got a clear look. They were a species of small, fierce-looking bird with sharp beaks and teeth, and a prominent ruff of feathers around their necks. Each one was only slightly larger than a fingertip; at first glance, one might mistake them for some kind of insect.
These birds appeared incredibly agile. What's more, they moved as a unified flock, turning, dodging, and shifting as a single entity. Not even one fell behind during their rapid turns.
He had just tried to strike them with his Spiritual Power, but it had little effect. It seemed these creatures possessed a strong resistance to Spiritual Power.
