Xu Qingtong felt a sharp sting and jolted awake. He hurriedly looked around, taking up a guarded stance.
Daylight had filled his surroundings, but the mist remained unchanged. When he saw Xiao Qi still standing beside him, craning and ducking while keeping watch all around, he was momentarily bewildered. There was no enemy! Then what was that stinging pain?
He lifted his clothes and looked at the spot that hurt. A Cold Iron Ant was biting his lower abdomen.
Xu Qingtong reached out and gently flicked the Cold Iron Ant off, brushed down his clothes, and was about to stand. Suddenly, he noticed many more Cold Iron Ants on the ground, busily going back and forth in a long line.
A gleam of delight flashed through Xu Qingtong's eyes as he watched the long procession of Cold Iron Ants. He knew that small insects such as ants mostly used scent to mark their trails. Since these Cold Iron Ants could get here, following them should lead me out of this Illusion Array, shouldn't it?
He called to Xiao Qi and began following the line of Cold Iron Ants slowly into the depths of the mist. With his head lowered, he kept his eyes on the ants on the ground while sweeping his Divine Sense around him. Yet once his Divine Sense reached ten feet from his body, it could go no farther.
Xu Qingtong had no idea just how many Cold Iron Ants there were. He had followed these little creatures for over an hour, but still had not reached the end. He even began to wonder whether these Cold Iron Ants were part of the Illusion Array too.
Fortunately, he was fairly strong-willed. Once he had set his mind on something, he would not give up easily.
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