Lu Cang raised his hand again.
Another thousand souls entered the body of the Thousand Army Ant Mountain.
THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP!
The rhythm of the thumping grew faster and more intense!
It thundered like war drums, and the ant swarms sprayed out like pouring rain!
WHOOSH!
Lu Cang flew out of the cave.
He soared into the sky and gazed into the distance.
All he could see was a murky gray tide of Demons surging, converging on this one location from every direction.
'Gather them, then use the Thousand Army Ant Mountain to convert them...'
'In that case, couldn't I just eliminate the Demon tide?'
'This might be a good direction for research, but it's also possible someone else has already researched it.'
Lu Cang mused.
Power itself isn't frightening. A Ritual that can gather a Demon tide can also be used to eliminate it.
And now, it had even been converted into his own power.
