At dusk, the setting sun was dark red as blood.
Within One-Line Sky, the wind howled without cease as pale gray mist swirled overhead, shrouding the entire ravine.
At one moment, a mass of gray wind descended from the sky and landed at the bottom of the ravine.
The wind dispersed, revealing more than three hundred Yinlings. Over half wore ragged clothes stained with blood, their faces filled with panic as they looked utterly bedraggled.
Hu Cheng quickly stepped before them with an amiable smile. "I am Hu Cheng, commander of the Yin Wind Flag. There is no need to panic. Now that you are here, you are safe."
After offering a few more words of comfort to dispel their unease, Hu Cheng waved toward the distance. The Medicine Department personnel who had been waiting nearby immediately came forward to treat the wounded, while another group distributed Jade Dew and clean clothing one by one.
The series of arrangements proceeded in perfect order. The terrified crowd finally calmed down and obediently accepted the Yin Wind Department's resettlement.
"Another group of people has been saved. How wonderful!" Watching everyone being properly settled, Hu Cheng smiled from the bottom of his heart. With this, the Mountain Bearing Scripture's power can grow a little stronger.
No wonder the City Lord chose Lan Zhang as the chief commander of Camp Hai. Such talent... tsk tsk. The more Hu Cheng cultivated the Mountain Bearing Scripture, the more he admired Lan Zhang.
Unfortunately, the greater the genius, the more difficult it is to fathom what they are thinking. An intrigued smile appeared at the corner of Hu Cheng's mouth.
Putting aside the truth behind Camp Hai's sudden upheaval, the Mountain Bearing Scripture reeked of restless ambition inside and out.
*Gathering everyone's strength into one body, bypassing