A moment later, Lu Ye returned to that special building.
It was not that the Insect Race had all been killed, but that more and more of them had gathered, enough for Lu Ye to sense a measure of threat. To avoid any mishap, he had no choice but to hide back inside.
The thought in his heart had been verified, and Lu Ye was undoubtedly invigorated.
But very quickly, he discovered that things were not as simple as he had imagined.
Because that brief spell of battle had actually left him feeling somewhat weak.
This weakness was different from the weakness caused by his previous injuries. It was more like a burden brought on by excessive consumption.
He immediately understood. Although the unique environment and his own special state had allowed him to possess in advance methods that only great cultivators of the Divine Sea Realm could employ, in the end, the foundation of his Divine Soul was still too weak.
Granted, compared to cultivators of the same realm, his Divine Soul Power was extraordinarily strong, but it was still not enough to support him in constructing Divine Patterns for long periods to kill enemies.
In this environment, with this sort of bodily state, if his Spiritual Power was exhausted, he could swallow Spiritual Pills to replenish it. But if his Divine Soul Power was badly consumed, or if he was injured, he would have to expend Soul Cleansing Water.
He had only a limited amount of Soul Cleansing Water on hand, and he had already taken one drop before, so unless absolutely necessary, Lu Ye was unwilling to keep consuming it.
In that case, this effective method of killing the Insect Race could not be used frequently. Otherwise, once his Soul Cleansing Water ran dry, there would truly