The Ant Tribe fell into chaos and began to scatter aimlessly.
Without a collective consciousness, the Ant Tribe army was like a bunch of loose sand that posed no threat. They couldn't even collectively retreat and could only move based on their primal instincts.
It was then that the cultivators began their counter-attack. One formidable immortal technique after another bombarded the fleeing giant ants, causing blood and minced meat to splatter about. Soon, the Ant Tribe's corpses covered the ground at the edge of the Abyss of Evil.
The battle line slowly moved toward the White Sand Plains. After a while, the wave of Ant Tribe was completely annihilated by the cultivators.
Scorching flames burned the Ant Tribe's bodies like a fire dragon circling the Abyss of Evil, swallowing the last of their existence in this world.
Just like that, the Ant Tribe army of hundreds of thousands was destroyed by the cultivators of the Celestial Court and the Heavenly River State. Although the cultivators had won this battle, they didn't leave. Instead, they fortified their stronghold in preparation for the next battle.
As long as the Black Mist Bridge wasn't destroyed, they had no reason to leave.
An Lin rode Dabai back to the stronghold set up by the Celestial Court.
As soon as the hundred or so cultivators returned, the students in the stronghold cheered loudly. This was to congratulate the heroes who had successfully carried out the decapitation mission and infiltrated the enemy's territory.
An Lin waved at the students on the golden city wall and landed among them.
"Big Brother An, Big Brother An, you guys killed the Ant Queen. Tell me, what did the Ant Queen look like?!" Miao Tian ran over and grabbed onto An Lin's arm as she asked eagerly.
She was dressed in a pink dress and seemed to have just taken a shower after the intense battle. Water droplets were still clinging to her short, black hair, making her appear fresh and adorable.
Luo Ziping, Sun Shenglian, and Zong Yongyan also gathered around with curious expressions.
"What else could the Ant Queen look like? It looked like an ant." An Lin shook his head. "The battle was too intense at the time and I didn't have time to take pictures."
"Oh? Then how did you kill the Ant Queen? The Ant Tribe's nest is like a dragon's lair and a tiger's den, it must have been difficult to kill it, "Zong Yongyan said as he waved his fan.
"M-hm, I threw a hydrogen bomb and a nuclear bomb to kill the Ant Queen," An Lin replied honestly.
"Pa da." Zong Yongyan's hand trembled, and his fan fell to the ground in fright.
Miao Tian: "…"
Luo Ziping: "…"
Sun Shenglian blinked. "… Nuclear bombs on ants?"
An Lin nodded. "The Ant Queen is no ordinary ant. She's as big as a mountain, and her eggs are as ferocious as a mudslide. She lays hundreds of giant eggs at once …"
They did not know the inside story of the decapitation mission, so it was normal for them to be surprised.
Now that the decapitation mission was over, An Lin vividly described the details of the battle to them. At the same time, he bragged about how he had slain the Soul Formation giant ant. This was also a way to adjust his mood during the battle.
South of the Land of White Sand.
There was a place where there were mountains, trees, clear water, and lush greenery.
A white city sat among the mountains, and a rich vital energy permeated the entire area. This was the holy land of the Ant Tribe.
Countless giant ants with powerful auras that could walk upright were kneeling in worship toward a black egg at the center of the city.
A series of complex golden veined patterns extended into the surroundings.
If one looked down from above, they would see that these golden veined patterns covered the entire ground. This was a gigantic spell formation.
And at the center of the spell formation was this black ant egg.
Wisps of soul power flowed along the spell formation and converged onto the egg. On the battlefield in the far distance, hundreds of thousands of giant ants had died, and hundreds of thousands of wisps of black soul power flowed along the spell formation and converged here. As for the cultivators who had died to the giant ants, their soul power was white in color, and it also flowed along the spell formation and converged here, merging into this tiny egg.
No one knew what kind of existence was being nurtured within this egg, but the Ant Tribe referred to it as the "King".
"Tribe Leader, the two Ant Queens have already begun to move toward the Abyss of Evil with over a million ant soldiers following them." A huge white ant half-knelt on the ground as it reported respectfully to the giant ant before it.
The giant ant referred to as the Tribe Leader was as thin as a wooden pole, and it held a crimson staff in its hand. Its aura was as vast as the sea, striking the onlookers with the urge to submit to it.
It merely nodded in response to the giant white ant's report, as if it didn't take it to heart. "Go. As long as it's a battle against the humans, it doesn't matter how many soldiers we send …"
The Tribe Leader looked at the huge black egg with a solemn expression.
"We must use sacrifices to welcome the arrival of the King!"
However, heaven and earth instantly fell silent as soon as its voice fell.
A boundless divine might descended from the sky.
"You don't have the right to use the sacrifices of the humans."
The voice was like a bolt of divine thunder, and it was imbued with supreme might as it exploded between heaven and earth.
Many of the powerful giant ants were shocked and enraged by this voice, and they all knelt down in fear as their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
This was a kind of king's prestige that reigned supreme in the heavens and earth. It was a true god!
"Emperor Ziwei, what are you doing here?" The Ant Tribe Leader's expression finally shifted as he looked up at the silver-haired man standing proudly in the sky.
Emperor Ziwei made a series of hand seals, and his eyes glowed with a dazzling light.
A sparkling starlight flew from his fingertips before falling toward the huge black egg. "I'm here to teach you a lesson …"
"You dare?!" The Ant Tribe Leader's expression shifted drastically as he roared with rage.
The starlight fell into the center of the spell formation, and heaven and earth dimmed. Only the light of the purple star became the dominant hue of all things.
The earth tremored, and the golden veined patterns were disintegrated by the purple star light.
The huge spell formation that encompassed the entire Realm of White Sand completely crumbled at this moment …
The Ant Tribe Leader's eyes widened as his body trembled uncontrollably. "Emperor Ziwei, you've gone insane! If you do this, the King won't be born, and more and more humans will die in the future …
"The citizens of the Kingdom of the Nine States will only choose to die in battle, not die in vain."
Emperor Ziwei clasped his hands behind his back before departing with this final sentence.
None of the Ant Tribe powerful beings dared to stand in his way as he left.
In the deepest part of the Abyss of Evil, within the chaotic darkness.
A faint sigh traveled over with a hint of exasperation and emotion.
"So be it …"
Within the Abyss of Evil.
The Black Fog Bridge was like a floating cloud in the sky, gradually disappearing.
All of the cultivators from the various sects were dumbstruck by the scenes unfolding before their eyes.
At the Celestial Court base, all of the students and teachers also stared at the scenes unfolding before their eyes with different expressions.
Some were shocked, some were confused, some were excited …
It wasn't until Emperor Ziwei's message arrived from Sword Immortal Ling Xiao's voice transmission talisman that a sense of joy welled up in everyone's heart, and they even began to cheer.
The black mist bridge had completely collapsed, and the Ant Tribe's plan had come to an end. They had succeeded!
All of their tense nerves could finally relax.
Many students collapsed to the ground with bloodshot eyes, but some of them were chortling with glee.
They had won this battle. Among these students, some had already left for good, but most of them had experienced the most important transformation in their lives during this battle.
This special defensive battle was recorded in the history of Xiuxian United University.
Of the ten thousand students and one hundred teachers who had participated in the battle, three hundred and seventy-six students and two teachers had perished in this battle. This was not a very eye-catching statistic among all of the major events in the history of the university, so it didn't attract much attention. However, this year's extraordinary event was only just beginning …
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