"Does the Insect Race have spiritual intelligence?" Lu Ye asked as he observed the battlefield's environment.
At this moment, waves of Mental Consciousness continued to assault his Divine Sea, but under the suppression of the Soul Suppressing Pagoda, it ultimately proved futile.
"That's the Insect Matriarch!" Nian Yuexian's face showed a hint of discomfort. Although the Divine Soul Shock from the Insect Matriarch was aimed at Lu Ye, she was too close to him, inevitably affected, "Defeating it will end the fight, but its regenerative ability is terrifying; ordinary injuries are useless against it."
The battle had raged for so long, yet the Level 9 cultivators had surely inflicted damage on the Insect Matriarch. However, even the most serious injuries were quickly healed, leaving them unsure of how to win and merely dragging the battle on.
