As time passed, the situation became more and more severe.
There were new meat bamboo shoots that formed silently and then grew at an extremely fast speed.
The living space of the survivors became more and more narrow, and the expected terrible situation finally came.
The surroundings of several safe zones had been occupied by demons. They were like islands in the sea, isolated and helpless.
The other safety zones were unable to provide any assistance at all, and they were all busy with their own affairs.
The state of desertification could not be reversed. Under the attack of the demonized monsters, the territory of the safe zone would continue to be nibbled away.
Sooner or later, the remaining land would be devoured, and The Guardian would not be able to escape.
The cultivators knew that the world's destruction had entered its countdown.
