The ant race is a very vigorous species. As long as there are two or three, given a suitable environment, they can rapidly develop. Ten births lead to a hundred, and a hundred to thousands. It is hard to estimate. This is also the reason for Yang Chen's curiosity; how did the Sacred Spirit Ants go extinct in the first place?
Of course, he didn't bother to think about such secrets. He unconditionally believed Yun Lu's words. If she said that the Holy Ants could evolve into Sacred Spirit Ants, he would of course pay the price for it.
As these thoughts went through his mind, Yang Chen asked, "Senior Yun Lu, have you taken control of these Holy Ants?"
"Naturally, when I captured these Holy Ants and placed them in the Eight Extremities Flowing River Space, they were severely injured by you, Young Master. In addition, with my understanding of the soul, these Holy Ants have been completely controlled by me." Yun Lu said gently.
Yang Chen nodded.