Rustling sounds rang out, and within his field of vision, numerous insectoids pounced and swept toward him. At this point, it was already too late to activate Concealment and the Breath Concealment Spirit Pattern. Lu Ye immediately shot into the air, preparing to flee toward one side.
Yet he had only flown a little over ten zhang high when the feeling of a great mountain pressing down on his head abruptly descended on him, leaving him unable to fly any higher.
For a moment, Lu Ye did not know whether to laugh or cry.
In Return Heaven Valley's Spirit Land, he had used the Air Lock Grand Array many times to deal with those Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators, causing the attacking Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators to suffer repeated losses. He had never expected that he himself would one day be suppressed by an Air Lock Grand Array.
This was truly the cycle of cause and effect, retribution never missing its mark.
Though he did not know exactly what this place was, it clearly had an Air Lock Grand Array. Flying ten zhang into the air was already the limit; it was no longer possible to fly any higher.
After being delayed for just a moment, those insectoids were already even closer to his position. The hissing of their mouthparts and the constant vibration of their wings poured into his ears.
Lu Ye had already shot out from the second floor where he had been and swept off in one direction.
As he looked around, that inexplicable sense of familiarity once again rose in his heart.
This place seemed to be a city. Although he could not see very far, within the range of his vision, he could still make out neat, orderly streets. On both sides of the streets stood