This was a very chaotic scene, and it made Zhou Ze a little helpless. The villagers ignored the food and swarmed towards Zhou Ze again.
Zhou Ze's nails tore the villagers apart time and time again, but they would quickly gather again. This was an endless massacre, a typical case of ants biting an elephant to death.
There had to be something supporting this place, causing this place to become like the cycle of the barrier. These Specters did not look as powerful as real Specters, but the scariest thing about them was that they could reform after death.
Little Monkey grabbed Zhou Ze's shoulder and watched as he charged out. It wanted to help, but it could not. If it was in the past, if it cooperated with Zhou Ze, one demon and one ghost, it could have charged out. But now, it could only tremble and pray that Zhou Ze would not be exhausted so quickly.
It knew that if Zhou Ze was done for, it would definitely be done for as well.