"Ant Clan! Holy War Bereaved Clan Ant Clan!" Nangong Chenxi's words clearly echoed.
Gu Changsheng heard this and was stunned, instinctively repeating, "Ant Clan? No wonder! That explains it..."
No wonder Mo Yang and his clansmen had helped him search for so long without any results. Even Gu Changsheng himself set out but couldn't find the race guarding the realm gate, and yet...
It turned out to be an existence like the Ant Clan!
Just ask, in this world, what is more easily overlooked than ants on the ground?
This...
An ordinary person's thought process wouldn't even imagine that those guarding the realm gate would be ants, right?
Gu Changsheng was briefly bewildered...
Looking around at the crowd, his gaze was somewhat sheepish...
The crowd, seeing this, "..."
They also felt this was really embarrassing, wasn't it?
Who would have thought that what they were searching for was something like ants?
Yet still...
