Qin Fengming rapidly approached the crimson ocean ahead, and one vicious ant after another came into view.
These demon ants were much larger than ordinary demon ants, their bodies half a foot long and crimson from head to toe. Flames seemed to billow from their bodies. Gathered together, they truly resembled an ocean of raging fire.
The flame-shaped aura rising from the demon ants clearly possessed an intensely corrosive heat. Wherever they passed, the void seemed to ignite, while the air took on a crimson hue that illuminated the sky.
The number of demon insects was impossible to count. Before he even drew near, Qin Fengming already felt the terrifying corrosive heat permeating the air. His protective spiritual light shattered with a bang, and flames as scorching as blades rushed toward his face.
The Spirit Devouring Netherflame emerged, wrapping Qin Fengming's body within it.
These demon ants were not crawling along the ground. Instead, they flew through the air just above the ground, moving with frightening speed like a hurricane sweeping across the land and blotting out the vast stretch of sand.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, quickly... quickly lend me a hand... Ah, Fellow Daoist, don't come closer. Run! These demon ants can never be killed all!"
The instant he neared the swarm, a cry of alarm rang out from within the crimson flames.
Through the flames filling the sky, Qin Fengming saw the Crimson Demon Ancestor. At that moment, the Crimson Demon Ancestor looked utterly wretched. His entire robe had vanished, his body was covered in scorch marks and battered wounds, and his hair, beard, and eyebrows had all disappeared. He looked as though he had escaped from a terrifying inferno of strange flames.
Clearly, the Crimson Demon Ancestor had been hunted by the Crimson Fire Ants for a very