Immortal Blood's Effects

Only he could so easily transport several thousand people out of the fortress.

On the way back to Heavenly Wolf Fortress, Xu Qing pondered the matter of the Black-Robed People.

That unease was like dark clouds in the Nightfall, impossible to dispel.

Upon returning to the fortress, Xu Qing released the refugees and cultivators.

As the refugees and surviving cultivators stepped through Heavenly Wolf Fortress's sturdy gates, an indescribable joy surged through their hearts like a tide.

The moment the gates closed, it was as though all danger and fear from the outside world had been shut away, leaving behind only safety and hope.

The refugees' faces overflowed with the relief and gratitude of surviving a disaster.

They supported one another, tears glimmering in their eyes.

Children played in their parents' arms, their bright laughter dispersing the gloom that had lingered for so long.

The adults gathered together and shared their experiences from the journey of escape.

Though their words were filled with hardship and suffering, there was even more longing for the future and gratitude for one another's support.

Before long, the refugees who had already settled within the fortress came out to greet them.

Everyone treated one another like family, moving the newcomers to tears.

"Everyone, look over here!" Venerable Hong Bai was now responsible for arranging the refugees.

Floating in midair, he addressed the refugees in the fortress square. "The Four Alliances have prepared temporary accommodations for everyone. They may be simple, but they are enough to shelter you from wind and rain.

There is food, water, and basic medical aid here. Please line up shortly to collect them!

These supplies may be limited, but disciples from every sect risked their lives to bring them back. Please cherish them."

"For the next three days, everyone will live