The radiance of the Nether Silence Fist surged, and a giant ant took shape in the void, roaring as it tore through heaven and earth.
The red-armored King Realm cultivator was stained with demon blood. Just as he raised his hand to sever an arm from the Ant Clan youth before him, he heard an enraged roar. He abruptly looked up at the furious Lao Six descending from the sky, first startled, then faintly delighted.
He eagerly turned his head to look and, sure enough, found Xiao Chen, Ke Hei, and Ye Hongmei hovering high in the sky as well.
Seeing his prey appear, the red-armored King Realm cultivator curled his lips slightly, his gaze instantly turning sinister.
Glancing at Lao Six, he transformed into a streak of crimson light and shifted a hundred meters sideways as though teleporting, easily avoiding Lao Six's earth-shattering thunderous strike. Staring at Xiao Chen, he bared his teeth in a cold sneer. "To think that even now, instead of crawling into some remote mountain forest to hide, a fool like you would actually dare show yourself!"
Xiao Chen's expression was still as water. Looking at the dozen or so Ant Clan youths bound to strange trees nearby, brutally tortured and slaughtered, he felt rage boil within him.
By the time they arrived, the Ant Clan youths had already endured every manner of torture and were barely breathing.
Even the one with the lightest injuries, after Lao Six rescued him, struggled to utter a few words before he could hold on no longer. His eyes closed, and he breathed his last.
The three King Realm cultivators from the Qiankun Dynasty before them had been far too ruthless. From beginning to end, they had never intended to leave the Ant Clan youths even the slightest chance