The Illusory Realm.
All the cultivators were a little dumbstruck.
Water buffalo!
Water buffalo!
There were water buffaloes everywhere!
Repeatedly, many people died and were resurrected, and vice versa. All of them died at the hands of the water buffaloes. After dying a few times, they still could not figure out where the water buffaloes came from?!
Did they belong to the association?
That would be too much!
…
Somewhere.
Lu Ming looked at the water buffalo that occasionally resurrected satisfactorily.
Not bad.
The energy was increasing at a good pace.
Although some water buffaloes would be killed, they could obtain a lot of energy before they died. In total, it was an enormous gain for him.
Well…
Lu Ming was satisfied with his first round of harvests.