"Let go!" Even with the Horned Ant's blood exceeding in power, it couldn't break free, held firmly.
Shi Hao shook his head, naturally not allowing it to step forward, because life and death could be decided at any moment, and the little ant, not yet mature, was unfit for fierce battles. If a battle was needed, he would go.
Opposite, the three beings were terrifying. The elder grotesque creature was humanoid but had eight arms, with a medium build and scales covering his face.
He was shrouded in black mist, appearing powerful and eerie, and as he advanced, the heavens and earth trembled along with him, his blood surging like a vast ocean.
This was an extremely powerful cultivator from a Different Domain, and with his eyes opening and closing, flashes of lightning shot out one after another. He spoke up, saying, "I have cultivated for two hundred thousand years and greatly desire to verify with you all."
