"It's the Yama Ants, everyone be careful!"
Zhong Shanhu shouted with fear and retreated. People in the Quicksand Domain have long forgotten what these ants were originally called. They only know that seeing these ants is like meeting King Yan, appearing in tens of thousands, leaving no bones behind wherever they pass.
When sky-controlling flight is not possible, no one in the desert can outrun this swarm of ants. They can easily shred any magic artifact below the seventh grade and secrete highly corrosive ant acid. Just a tiny touch can dissolve bones into mush.
Jiang Yuebai leaped forward to the front of the crowd, swinging the Tailang Whip fiercely. Layers of fire waves illuminated the night sky, rolling up the yellow sand and crushing it forward.
When Sha Yingjie pushed through the crowd and ran over, he was astonished to see that most of the Yama Ants that had just swarmed out were burned to death.
