The previous few rounds of battle had the flying mantas hiding in the folds of space, never revealing themselves.
Under normal circumstances, they were invisible to the naked eye.
Even when Ji Xinghuo's shadow clones fired split arrows at the flying mantas, they remained unaware of their exposure. Canghuo Gui, being too far away, hadn't seen that some of those dozens of split arrows were aimed at the flying mantas.
Both she and the flying mantas thought themselves safely concealed, with no defenses up, bringing their war pets for another leap in space.
The flying mantas emerged from the void.
They resembled a manta ray in shape, with a broad and flat front and a long tail trailing behind.
Qing Hong revealed its enormous true form, like a wall of gold, silver, and cyan, blocking the entire field of vision of the flying mantas. It wasn't immediately clear what was happening, and it just stayed there stunned, its round eyes blank.
"Clang!"
