On Qian Yufeng's side, the six powerhouses, including himself, had already cleared out all the Soul Beasts that had entered the plain.
He looked at the five and said, "Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, you three, immediately head to the border military camp. They need urgent reinforcements!"
"Snake and Crane, you two are responsible for collecting the Soul Bones here. Once the various factions have stabilized the area, they can be distributed."
"Remember this: Soul Bones below three thousand years go to the Heaven Dou Empire. They get no share of the high-year ones!"
He promptly assigned tasks to the five, and the arrangement was entirely reasonable.
"We shall take our leave. Please be careful, sir!" After saying so, Dragon, Tiger, and Leopard shot toward the border military camp.
Snake and Crane, meanwhile, swiftly darted across the piled corpses of Soul Beasts, gathering the Soul Bones that had dropped into their Storage Soul Tools.
Qian Yufeng took a deep breath and slowly walked toward a nearby village.
Though he did not want to witness such a tragic scene, it had already happened and could no longer be undone.
Just like the scene he had witnessed years ago, houses had collapsed and corpses lay everywhere...
Many of the faces still recognizable were frozen in terror.
They probably never imagined, before their deaths, that a Beast Tide would descend upon their home.
Especially the elderly. They had lived in this village all their lives, only to witness such a disaster at the end...
Qian Yufeng slowly walked through the places the Soul Beasts had passed, seeing firsthand what it meant for not a blade of grass to remain.
He truly wanted to put a complete end to Beast Tides.
But his strength was still insufficient. He could not yet suppress the world by force.