Southern Wilderness, Ant Tribe.
Bodies were carried to the entrance of the giant Ant Nest, then hoisted up by those giant ants in line, gradually disappearing into the nest.
The Witch of the Ant Tribe spread his arms wide, chanting a lengthy witchcraft at the Ant Nest, then turned to the tribespeople of the Ant Tribe and said:
"The departed heroic souls will forever accompany the Ant God, let us bless..."
The faces of the tribespeople of the Ant Tribe showed smiles, even the relatives of the deceased were not so sad anymore.
For in the eyes of the tribespeople, being able to accompany the Totem God is a very honorable thing.
Amidst the crowd, Qie Ye, who knew the truth, quietly clenched his fists, his eyes burning with hidden anger.
Since the elder told him the truth about the Ant God before dying, Qie Ye had been tormented within the Ant Tribe, especially when he saw the dead being sent into the Ant Nest, it felt like his heart was stabbed, making it hard to breathe.
