The dilapidated city was filled with broken walls and crumbling ruins. Many places had become a wasteland of Ruins, yet amid those ruins, one could vaguely glimpse the city's former prosperity.
There were not many buildings with Red Lanterns hanging at their entrances. At this moment, this one had become Lu Ye's lifeline.
If everything was truly as he thought, then perhaps there was still a chance of survival.
But if he was wrong, then he truly could only wait for death.
At the brink of life and death, Lu Ye burst forth with a speed he had never displayed before. He tore through the encirclement of countless Insect Race creatures and lunged straight toward that building.
The Insect Race pursued him relentlessly from behind, with the Pink Chubby Insect chasing him most fiercely.
The distance of several dozen zhang vanished in an instant. Lu Ye rushed into the building and immediately slammed the doors shut.
No sooner had he done so than rumbling impacts sounded from outside. The surviving Insect Race creatures had chased after him. They frantically assaulted the building, their violent power running wild and battering the wooden boards until they thudded and rattled.
Something bizarre happened.
No matter what the Insect Race creatures, whose strength rivaled the True Lake Realm, did—even though the entire building shook and the doors and wooden boards creaked—they could not damage the building in the slightest.
It was as though some invisible, immense power was protecting the building, ensuring it would never be damaged.
Lu Ye had initially braced the door panels, afraid the Insect Race would charge inside. But after noticing the building's peculiar nature, he released his hands and slowly retreated.
Logically, without him holding the doors, the Insect Race outside should have been able to break through and