Chapter 937: The Strongest Demon Tribe

Before Shi Tianhao finished, Wang Lin already understood what he wanted to say as he himself made the same guess.

"Ant nest," said Wang Lin slowly. "This earthen palace is like a huge ant nest."

Picking any single one of the countless, densely-packed holes would reveal many traces at the edge that showed that whatever made it must be a type of insect.

However, the insect in question here was large and it could not be an ordinary ant. Instead, it was bound to be some type of demon.

As Wang Lin and Shi Tianhao pondered over it, both their hearts trembled slightly. They saw that the void in the horizon suddenly opened and hundreds of black shapes poured out. Their entire forms were black but they were as big as wolves, yet they were huge, black ants.

Their exoskeletons shone with an icy, cold glow that brimmed with a murderous intent.