She Long: Run for It! The Nine-Ten-Thousand-Year Qian Jun Ant Emperor Brothers!

The pitch-black night sky was forcibly torn apart by twelve black-and-red Fallen Demon Wings.

Qian Sha Yu streaked through the air, leaving behind a piercing shriek that split the sky.

He quickly pinpointed the coordinates from which the signal had been sent.

Below, within that dense primeval forest, an exceptionally brutal jungle death chase was unfolding.

She Long, a dignified Spirit Hall elder and a level ninety-two Titled Douluo, was currently fleeing madly through the treetops at the fastest speed of his life.

The elder's robe that he usually kept spotless had several tears in it now, making him look like a beggar wandering the streets.

There was even a bone-deep gash along his left arm. Blood seeped out as though it cost nothing, dripping from his fingertips to the ground below.

As he ran for his life, he looked back in terror.

The moment Qian Sha Yu appeared in midair,

She Long's dim eyes instantly lit up. He looked more excited than if he had seen his own father.

"Young Master! Retreat! Run for it!"

She Long frantically warned him from below in his hoarse voice. "There are three tough bastards behind me!"

"Tough bastards?"

Qian Sha Yu hovered in the air, his gaze passing over the bedraggled She Long and landing directly on the forest behind him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Huge stretches of towering ancient trees collapsed in rows.

Three massive black shadows, like three out-of-control heavy-duty meat grinders, charged forward with overwhelming brutality, crushing every obstacle in their path.

As the distance closed,

Three giant ants over three meters long were fully exposed beneath the moonlight.

Their bodies were covered in thick, gleaming dark-gold carapaces, and the edges of every plate carried a cold metallic hardness.

The two thick saber-like mandibles atop their heads glinted with deadly