Everyone couldn't help but look beneath the coffin. As Xu Pei had said, it was filled with a dense mass of ants. The insects were arranged in neat, orderly rows, like an army, holding the coffin aloft as they emerged from the canyon.
The sight of ants carrying a coffin was so bizarre that it wasn't just the juniors like Nan Huairun who were spooked; even worldly men like Niu Fen and Shi Gandang felt their skin crawl.
Truthfully, nothing that happened in the Ancient Sky Corpse Land should have been surprising. After all, it was one of the most mysterious and sinister places in the world, and they had all seen plenty of strange things since entering.
However, the sight of the ants carrying the coffin still sent a chill through their hearts. It was simply too bizarre, too horrifying.
"Ancient Ant Moving Coffin—" Watching the ants carry the coffin, Li Qiye's eyes narrowed, his expression turning grave as he murmured the words.
