Right at this moment, Mu Zhili moved, the sword in her hand dancing continuously.

Continuous clangs could be heard echoing around Mu Zhili. This was the sound of her sword striking the Iron Winged Ants. Mu Zhili had already exhausted all her abilities to block these Iron Winged Ants, but it was clear that there were still many that slipped through the cracks.

In this small cave, she did not have the space to unleash big moves. She could only rely on the sword in her hand to deal with them, which was also Mu Xunjun's intention.

Bouts of excruciating pain struck Mu Zhili as her hand swinging the sword became increasingly weaker. Such an endless and unkillable swarm of Iron Winged Ants could easily make people mentally tired. They relentlessly attacked Mu Zhili as if unaware of the danger, determined to drive her out.