Song Xiaodong finally saw clearly and shouted, "Run! It's desert marching ants!"
Chu Xianling, Sun Yiyi, and Song Xiaodong worked in perfect harmony. Once they realized the danger, they quickly made a big leap, jumping ten meters away, and turned back to take care of the slow-running old monk. However, they found no one around the pile of bones anymore, and upon turning back, discovered Master Benwu was even farther outside than Song Xiaodong, Sun Yiyi, and Chu Xianling.
The old monk walked shakily, but his escape speed was faster than Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong looked back to assess the situation and found that inside the entire ancient city, the shadows cast by every crumbling city wall under the moonlight concealed tens of thousands of dense ants. They were large, with a pair of extremely sharp pincers, crawling rapidly on the desert, like a black tide swiftly surging towards Song Xiaodong and the others, making a "rustling" sound.
"Go!"
