Rumble!!!
A mass of Blood-Spotted Ants swiftly cleared a path ahead. Ye Han stood on their backs, his divine sense vigilantly probing his surroundings...
The Blood-Spotted Ants were now arranged in three arcs: the outermost a hundred zhang ahead, the middle one fifty zhang ahead, and a central cluster supporting Ye Han. They advanced steadily toward that enormous mountain peak.
The surrounding trees looked ancient. On closer inspection, they were all exceedingly hard ten-thousand-year iron trees. Once refined and reinforced with formations, their wood would make excellent material for crafting puppets and building cultivators' cave abodes...
The Wooden Giants they had encountered when they first entered were probably puppets made from these enormous ten-thousand-year iron trees.
However, the craftsmanship of those puppets was so crude that Ye Han thought nothing of them. Naturally, truefire countered these wood-attribute materials, and with Ye Han's control of spell power, destroying the Wooden Giants had been simplicity itself.
More importantly, as the Blood-Spotted Ants carried Ye Han swiftly up the mountain, he saw that many of the ten-thousand-year iron trees around its slopes had been hollowed out, looking like individual nests...
As the Blood-Spotted Ants ahead raced onward, Ye Han sent some of them to search the trees and see what they could discover.
According to the information relayed through the Blood-Spotted Ants' soul consciousness, the interiors contained fairly simple furnishings, as though someone had lived there. However, the beds and other arrangements made Ye Han realize that many members of the demon race must once have lived in these ten-thousand-year iron trees.
Ever since encountering the Three-Tailed Fox Immortal's demon spirit, Ye Han had concluded that the master of this secret realm was probably not a human cultivator, but a demon cultivator-quite possibly the Three-Tailed Fox Immortal.
As the Blood-Spotted Ants carried Ye