As dusk approached, Consort Zhuang led all one hundred and seventy-five male ants of her race onto the battlefield.
They were the Great Luo Ant Clan's finest forces. The strongest among them had reached the level of high-ranking eternity gods two hundred thousand years ago, while more than thirty had attained middle eternity. Even the weakest of the rest possessed power comparable to wild gods.
This had even given the Great Luo Ant Clan ambitions of coveting the starry heavens.
Unfortunately, after the Third-Generation Sage Emperor burst onto the scene, they became prime targets of that demon's attacks.
Between one hundred and ninety thousand and one hundred and seventy thousand years ago, that demon in human skin had forcibly slaughtered them down from their eternity status.
Even after they lost five large-scale decisive battles, that demon still refused to stop.
That demon perfected the method of "Divine Sorrow" and organized large numbers of "God Hunters," who found these male ants time and again and killed them over and over. Even hiding at the ends of the earth did them no good. He not only killed them until they lost their innate divine bodies, but also clouded their intelligence, leaving them almost entirely stripped of the Heavenly Order authorities they had once commanded.
Fortunately, the Great Luo Ant Clan's peculiar nature allowed them to recover gradually.
But the price was far too heavy. For a full one hundred and seventy thousand years, they could only remain embedded in stone walls, slumbering in that cramped, deathly silent space within Ten-Thousand-Cave Mountain.
Even so, these once immensely powerful male ants had yet to recover completely.
That was why Consort Zhuang seethed with hatred!
She hated the Human Race, and she hated that demon who wore human skin yet called himself a "Sage Emperor."