Ye Zhuo Daoist wisely refrained from asking more questions and immediately began preparations, primarily focusing on refining the previously exchanged resources into Spirit Talismans.
In truly perilous moments, these Spirit Talismans might just save both their lives.
Outside the window, the Blood Flesh Banyan Tree continued to grow relentlessly, quickly surpassing the ten-meter range and forming a sparse forest.
Numerous Pig Headed Men stood rooted in place, staring skyward with strange, contorted postures.
The eerie and bewildering scene sent chills down the spines of all the sword cultivators, none of whom fully grasped the profound significance behind the Tomb-Sweeping Festival.
Many shops stood only two or three meters away from the Blood Flesh Banyan Tree.
They watched helplessly as human head-shaped fruits grew on the banyan branches, with some trees even being transformed from their fellow cultivators.
The resulting horror was unimaginable.
