The Blind Elder was furious. She let out a skyward howl, nearly driven mad.
These Hell Ants were her trump card, impervious to water and fire, invulnerable to swords and spears.
Yet, she hadn't expected that Qin Hao, by striking with thunder, would dispatch them so easily.
The attributes of the Hell Ants were cold and yin, filled with murderous aura. When faced with the extremely yang energy of thunder and fire, they naturally couldn't withstand it.
"You deserve to die," she roared.
"Then come and kill me," Qin Hao replied, taking a deep breath. The scope of his previous move was so vast that it had consumed a huge amount of his spiritual power.
The Blind Elder's face was cold as she suddenly crossed a distance of over ten meters, charging toward Qin Hao.
A short sword appeared in her hand, thrusting straight for Qin Hao's throat,
