Yun Lu sighed, "Young Master, it failed. This Holy Ant failed in its final mutation level."
"If that's really the case, haven't we wasted all that time and not cultivated a single mutated Holy Ant?" Yang Chen revealed a bitter smile on his face.
How could it be like this?
He had spent so much effort and resources, yet not a single one was cultivated. With the initial mutations being so difficult, Yang Chen couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed by the thought of how challenging it would be for the Holy Ants to evolve into Sacred Spirit Ants in the future.
However, just as both he and Yun Lu were feeling disheartened, something suddenly changed.
Among the two Holy Ants, the first one that had been lively and jumping around had failed and died during the final stage of its evolution. Surprisingly, the one that was originally at its last breath had jumped up.
