After everyone had left, several hundred kilometers from the Zhang Clan, the ground slowly squirmed. Aloe-like leaves rose from the earth, and White Zetsu's clone grew out of them.
"What a pity. I still couldn't save them..." White Zetsu murmured softly. Beside him, three enormous aloe-like leaves grew from underground. As they slowly opened, they revealed three unconscious young cultivators within. White Zetsu had rescued them from the Zhang Clan, and Zhang Qing had entrusted them to him.
White Zetsu had actually noticed the warning signs earlier and rushed to the Zhang Clan to alert them. After all, this disaster had been brought about by the Akatsuki organization, and Lin Chuan had not wanted to implicate innocents.
Unfortunately, those people had moved far too quickly, giving the Zhang Clan no chance to relocate. Moreover, the Zhang Clan was too conspicuous a target. No matter where they fled, it would have been difficult to escape the pursuit of the major factions.
Therefore, after White Zetsu explained the situation, Zhang Qing chose to entrust these three clansmen to him as the Zhang Clan's final bloodline. The three had originally refused to leave, so White Zetsu could only knock them unconscious and forcibly take them away.
Zhang Qing knew very well that these three people were the hope for the Zhang Clan's resurgence. As the clan leader, he could not possibly flee. And since the Zhang Clan was destined for destruction, how could he alone cling to life?
The reason Zhang Qing had been willing to do this was also because he saw a chance for his family to rise again. The three clansmen he had entrusted to White Zetsu were the Zhang Clan's most outstanding prodigies. Moreover, before entering the Ancient Immortal Realm, Lin Chuan had already bestowed pills upon them. Having