"This is far too bizarre!" Having successfully ambushed Old Demon Zhi Feng, Xiao Hua naturally paid close attention to whether he lived or died. He released his powerful divine sense, resisting the ants' devouring while deliberately probing ahead. Seeing Old Demon Zhi Feng so bizarrely annihilated by the ants that blanketed heaven and covered earth, without even a trace left behind, Xiao Hua could not help shrinking his neck. He could already imagine how many cultivators and demons had fallen here from ancient times until now.
"Damn it, who would have thought these ants were the most formidable exotic beasts in the Yi Ze Realm!" Xiao Hua hastily withdrew his divine sense, his eyes darting as he considered a means of escape.
At this moment, Xiao Hua was far from Ao Zhan and the others, but he was roughly level with the Mulu King. Yet when he saw the ants covering the Mulu King, then looked at himself, he could not help frowning inwardly.
Although there were many ants on the Mulu King, their speed in devouring his demon clouds and demon qi was relatively slow! Looking at the ants beyond his sword light, however, not only were they numerous, they were frenzied, tearing bite after bite at the sword light with astonishing speed! Xiao Hua knew that this sword light was formed from his Confucian cultivation true qi. Once the sword light was completely devoured, the true qi in his middle dantian would be exhausted as well! An ordinary Confucian cultivator would likely end up buried in the bellies of ants! Of course, Xiao Hua possessed not only Confucian true qi, but also his lower dantian, and even the Buddha Sarira. Yet if he could not find a way out before these divine abilities were depleted, he would still