Form-Transformation Origin-Substitution Tribulation

"The Heavenly Dao Severed Qi has erupted. The situation is urgent. Everyone, come with me and deal with this disaster first!" Yin Fengshuo called sternly, casting a barely perceptible glance at Fang Xun as he spoke.

Though he had no evidence, Yin Fengshuo had a vague feeling that this might have something to do with Fang Xun.

But that voice just now...

Yin Fengshuo forced down the unease surging in his chest and began assigning orders with practiced calm.

It had to be said: as the head of a commandery, Yin Fengshuo was no mediocrity. He had a real talent for governance.

Evacuate the nearby people. Lead the civil and military officials in suppressing the severed qi. Send word to the Mohist School to repair the shattered earth veins. Rush a report of the disaster to the imperial court...

Task after task passed through his hands and was handled in perfect order.

The officials who had been in an uproar gradually settled down.

"Judging by this, it isn't like the disaster in Langya Commandery not long ago, when a massive collapse sent severed qi flooding everywhere. There must only be a little residual severed qi seeping in through the shattered earth veins. It's nothing too serious."

"If we work together to seal the broken veins again, we should be safe."

After assessing the situation, the weight lifted from everyone's hearts, and they breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Yin Fengshuo's expression hardened. "We all have cultivation to rely on. Even if we're briefly trapped in the severed qi, we can escape unharmed. But the people of Former Tomb Commandery are powerless to resist it. Return to your jurisdictions at once and ensure their safety! If there are casualties anywhere, I will hold you responsible!"

The officials, high and low, accepted