In the afternoon, Wen Ping returned to the foot of Yunlan Mountain to continue guiding those who wished to cultivate. But due to the siege by the beasts, the attendees of the martial arts meeting suddenly reduced drastically, with less than one-tenth remaining.
When everyone was in a state of panic, Wen Ping paused the martial arts meeting, instructing everyone to return home. Though home might not be the safest place, it could at least give them a sense of security.
Later, since the Immortal Sect was the only safe zone without the Beast Race watching menacingly outside, half the city began to gather here.
"Full, it's full!"
The innkeeper, seeing the continuous stream of people entering the inn, could only stand on a chair and start shouting.
Those carrying bundles or pushing wheelbarrows were weaving through the crowded streets, those with relatives to rely on were naturally joyful, while those without relatives and unable to find an inn could only sigh continuously.