Zhao Yu had just walked a hundred meters towards the direction of the Spirit Mountain when suddenly a buzzing sound arose, and a vast swarm of pitch-black ants flew out from above the Spirit Mountain, blotting out the sky and swooping down on Zhao Yu.
"Black Iron Demonic Ants!"
Upon seeing the nearly sky-obscuring black ant swarm, a trace of solemnity flashed across Zhao Yu's eyes.
Each of the Black Iron Demonic Ants was the size of a fist, covered in a layer of pitch-black carapace, with sharp and pointed mouthparts, specialized in breaking through various Spirit Light protective shields and defense barriers.
