Phoenix

Upon hearing the voice of the Golden Ant, Xu Yan turned around in surprise and found a golden ant on the path covered by the gray mist. It was indeed the Golden Ant.

The Golden Ant was a few meters away from him, beyond the illumination range of the Phoenix True Feather and the calligraphy and painting. Therefore, Xu Yan couldn't see it clearly, but he was certain it was the Golden Ant. After all, finding a second ant as unique as the Golden Ant was nearly impossible.

Walking towards the Golden Ant, he said, "Little Gold, when did you fall off? I was just looking for you."

The Golden Ant replied, "I don't know what happened either. You disappeared out of nowhere."

It stood still, not moving forward, seemingly waiting for Xu Yan to come over.

"Xu Yan, don't go over there. That's not me!" Just as Xu Yan was about to approach the Golden Ant, a voice came from the direction of the Heavenly Emperor's burial pit. It was the voice of the Golden Ant.