The current state of Tianlan Forbidden Land is desolate.
The whole land looks as if it has been plowed over by a tremendous Heavenly Sword. Mountains collapse, rivers dry up, lakes evaporate, and all life withers.
It's as if it's been through a doomsday.
"Sect Leader, they're so pitiful!"
Hu Feifei pointed towards an ancient fortress in the distance that was struck by energy rays, taking the lives of ninety percent of its beings.
The few that remained were all low-level cultivators.
They lay on the ground, wailing and sobbing.
Ye Feng did not respond.
Yet, he sighed in his heart.
For these suffering cultivators, Ye Feng naturally felt sympathy and compassion, but it was not possible for him to bring these people back to life, as most souls had been sacrificed and were irretrievable.
"Sect Leader, when are we leaving? Didn't you say that you had found a way out?" Seeing Ye Feng silent, Hu Feifei tactfully changed the topic.
"Everything is prepared," said Ye Feng.
