When everyone helped each other to the opposite bank, everyone was completely soaked and exhausted. Facing the dense swarm of marching ants on the opposite bank of the river, Ye Shikai felt as if he had narrowly escaped death. Humans always position themselves at the top of all beings, trying to conquer nature, but in reality, they appear powerless and insignificant before nature, even cultivators like Ye Shikai.
"Huff, huff." Ye Shikai gasped heavily. It seems that the opposite shore is the activity range of the marching ants. As long as they don't cross the river, they are safe. But on the other hand, once they cross the river, they would encounter these terrifying little assassins again.
"Boss, those brothers are not going to make it." At that moment, Ye Shikai heard someone shouting, and turning around, he saw that the three Hidden Guards from before had faces turning black, their bodies covered with bite marks, and the wounds were also blackened—a symptom of poisoning.
