"Ah, ah, ah—I should have noticed it right away." Yue Luo Liuli was deeply annoyed. "In the end, my cultivation is still insufficient. I can't decipher the Ant Clan's secret language yet..."
No one had expected Yue Luo Liuli to directly unveil a mystery that had plagued the Nan Clan for a century.
Why had this generation of the Nan Clan failed to obtain even a single drop of Sacred Oil Ointment over the past hundred years?
Because they themselves had mixed the demon medicine used to lure the Ant Clan incorrectly.
According to the ancient methods passed down by the Nan Clan, they knew that gathering things gnawed on by the Ant Clan could be made into demon medicine that lured the Ant Clan, but they did not know the underlying principle. Thus, amid the ruins of that village over a hundred years ago, they had mistakenly added substances mixed with "combat-type" marked rhinolike essence into the demon medicine.
Naturally, the Ant Clan drawn in this way could not possibly number merely "a few."
The Great Medicine Shaman's face went pale. "Th... how could this be?"
Hunting Celestial Beasts and obtaining Sacred Oil Ointment concerned the inheritance of the Nan Clan's civilization, so they had to succeed. The Nan Clan needed twenty or thirty years just to gather a team of "elites" capable of hunting a Celestial Beast.
And now, those elites had actually died for such a reason?
"No... I absolutely can't accept this!" The color drained somewhat from Lake's face as he said, "I have to go back! I must go back!"
"It's too late." Yue Luo Liuli looked below.
A buzzing sound served as proof of her words.
This was no longer something words like "buzzing" or anything similar could describe. Too many membranous wings beat