The Calamity Insect Tide pushed ever farther, and more and more Spirit Monkey Tribes came under attack from the Ming Ling Insect Swarm.
The Three Leaves Tribe was one of them.
From the very beginning of the insect tide.
A series of revelations had appeared within the White Hall worshiped by the tribe.
At times, different Illusions flashed through the air from nowhere, displaying the ferocious forms of the Calamity Worms;
At other times, low Spirit Monkey speech echoed over and over through the empty hall, repeatedly describing various ways to deal with the insect tide. The tribe's Chieftain, Que Er, understood that these were instructions from the Venerable One and accepted them all without hesitation.
Two hours later.
A Ming Ling Insect Swarm of roughly two hundred insects found the Three Leaves Tribe while searching through the forest and swooped down in a mass.
"Hiss! Hiss!"
The Ming Lings continuously let out piercing hisses, seemingly communicating with one another.
This tribe was clearly different from the several tribes they had slaughtered before.
Viewed from above.
Tree Hollows lay scattered among the dense canopy, yet not a single Spirit Monkey could be seen moving about, as though the Fur Monkeys had vanished.
The insect swarm circled overhead once, then made its move.
About a quarter of the Ming Lings, more than fifty in number, rapidly beat their wings and dove down, heading straight for the Tree Hollows amid the canopy.
Clearly.
The Ming Lings intended to enter the Tree Hollows and inspect them, to determine whether the Spirit Monkeys had left.
"Whoosh!"
With a howl of wind.
One Ming Ling folded its wings and slammed directly into the door of a Tree Hollow.
"Bang!"
A blast rang out.
The thick wooden door instantly shattered into pieces.
However.
Before the Ming