Summon Ten Ten-Thousand-Year Thousand Jun Ants (Fifth Soul Skill) (Part 2)

Iron Wall let out a roar.

The roar blasted away every fallen leaf within a hundred meters. The half-foot-thick layer of decaying leaves was overturned, exposing the black soil beneath.

Six meters against three.

One hundred thousand years against sixty thousand years.

The Qian Jun Ant King did not retreat.

It would not retreat. Its sixty thousand years of cultivation had given it an ant king's instinct—within its own territory, it would not yield a single step before any enemy.

Its forelimbs suddenly swelled. A layer of dark-red patterns surfaced across its shell, spreading along its joints to its chest armor, every line pulsing.

Thousand-Force Might.

A claw came crashing down.

Iron Wall met it with his right palm.

Palm against claw.

The impact did not sound like flesh colliding.

It sounded like two iron billets slamming together on a forge table. A shockwave spread from the point of contact, snapping every tree within thirty meters cleanly in half, leaving smooth stumps without a single splinter.

The Qian Jun Ant King's forelimb was knocked aside.

The entire limb bent twenty degrees at the joint, and a corner of its shell cracked apart.

All six pairs of the ant king's compound eyes contracted at once.

It did not understand.

Its pride and joy, Thousand-Force Might, had been repelled in a single blow.

Sixty thousand years could not comprehend the weight of one hundred thousand years.

But the ant king did not freeze.

Its antennae trembled violently twice.

At that instant, every soldier ant lying prone on the ground rose at the same time.

They did not charge.

They began to stomp.

Hundreds of soldier ants stomped on the ground at the exact same instant. Their frequency matched. Their rhythm matched. Six hundred legs rose and fell together.

The ground began to