As Xuan Heng's voice fell, the settlements along the East Sea shore instantly sank into silence.
The Human Race leaders holding Profound Pure talismans lowered their heads and accepted his orders.
Shi Ying stood at the very front of the crowd, gripping his talisman as he turned to look at his clansmen behind him.
"You all heard that, right? From now on, whenever new Human Race members arrive, every tribe will take them in according to the rules set by the Immortal Elder."
At his call, the leaders of several tribes behind him also began to move.
Xuan Heng hovered in midair and watched for a while.
After several hundred years, these humans had already learned how to survive.
Just then, Duobao descended from afar with several Interception Sect disciples and bowed to Xuan Heng.
"Martial Uncle, the humans here can already sustain themselves, so I sent most of the Interception Sect disciples back first. I remained behind with only those standing watch around the perimeter; we have not interfered in the Human Race's internal affairs."
Xuan Heng nodded, looking at Duobao with praise in his eyes.
"You've done well."
Duobao turned to look at the Human Race settlements below, which now stretched for thousands of li, his expression somewhat wistful.
"When they were first rescued, they did not even know where they ought to stand. Looking at them now, they have begun to take on the air of a true people. The Human Race truly is an incredible race."
Xuan Heng looked down at the humans and slowly spoke.
"There are many more incredible things about the Human Race. When you return, tell Third Brother that since the Interception Sect is near the East Sea, you may look after the Human Race more often. Perhaps they will bring you