The Quest Board at Xi Rong Manor also displayed a large number of daily quests to treat the wounded.
Several people responsible for the smiths stood beside the Quest Board, their faces weighed down with solemnity.
Fortunately, although Xi Rong was weak and sparsely populated at present, it possessed tremendous credibility. Everyone obeyed the commands and arrangements of this group of smiths in the management echelon.
Even though these smiths were very weak!
These smiths truly had plenty of experience in management and deployment.
After some coordination, they quickly followed orders. The powerhouses of the various civilizations began leading the cultivators in an orderly retreat, leaving this world behind.
Medical Fairy Maiden said, "Fortunately, the true bodies of these Chosen of Destiny have all been branded into reincarnation. The true bodies outside have all become their Chosen of Destiny roles. Otherwise, this single battle would have killed 57% of the population of the entire Myriad Worlds. That would have been far too outrageous."
Su Yu Niang looked at the information report and could not help sighing.
"However, this batch of people has already died once. They will probably have to go to the unofficial history next door before there is time to redistribute their resurrections."
Large numbers of Medical Fairy Maidens were rescuing people everywhere while frantically producing the embers of Medical Fairy Maidens to treat the wounded in every region.
Meanwhile, Jiu Cai Rong was coordinating all the resources, so busy that he could barely keep up.
All the smiths were rushing about without their feet touching the ground, orderly presiding over the emergency retreat.
Because this world was finished!
Ning Zheng stood on a deck, quietly watching the scene. Countless immortal vessels were retreating. He sighed. "The future will probably become increasingly cruel."
The embers of the Nine