"Filter?"
Lin Ye slightly raised an eyebrow, looking around.
According to that guy earlier, the Filter should be the presence Lin Ye and his group needed to confront.
"Run quickly..."
That guy was still constantly reminding Lin Ye, obviously very fearful of this Filter.
Lin Ye did not stop this guy, because people from that tribe are not the type to stop talking just because you ask them to.
In their minds, there's no such thing as keeping quiet.
While that guy kept babbling, a huge shadow rapidly approached from the distance.
Lin Ye looked at the shadow, his expression unchanged, seeing the shadow constructed somewhat like an octopus.
A large, round head with tentacle-like or root-like things behind it, very slender, and densely packed, at a glance, there must be no less than a thousand tentacles.
This must be the 'Filter'.
