Jing Tou closed his eyes in immense pain, but the hatred for this young couple in front of him was uncontrollable.
If there's ever a chance in the future...
Jing Tou secretly suppressed his resentment, turning his head to look into the distance, unable to bear another glance at his daughter.
Seeing his father like this, Jing Minyao knew that this coward had completely given up on her.
To put it nicely, it was for the lives of the entire clan. To put it bluntly, it was for his own future and life!
No one, in his eyes, was as important as himself!
Jing Minyao gnashed her teeth in hatred. Suddenly, she lifted her head and slammed a palm into the abdomen of a clansman who approached her, sending him flying sideways.
The dagger clattered to the ground!
Jing Tou suddenly turned his face to look at her, his expression chilling. Just as he was about to react, he heard a clansman scream in terror, "Oh no, the sand tornado is coming!!"
A sand tornado, the most deadly disaster of the Aurora Sands.
Looking from afar, the entire sandy land was swept by a strong wind, raising a tornado that stretched directly between heaven and earth.
The sand tornado's movement speed was incredibly fast; it engulfed the entire camp in the blink of an eye.
The crowd immediately erupted in chaos.
Qiao Mu, quick with her eyes and hands, first instructed Little Tree to recall all the small sand scorpions, Fire Fiend Venomous Mosquitoes, and Explosive Birds.
Glancing at the desperate Pangu clansmen crying out in the sand tornado, Qiao Mu couldn't help but frown slightly.
She abruptly tossed out her storage talisman, swiftly taking in a group of elderly, weak, women, and children. This was only temporary.
There were tens of thousands of elderly, weak, women, and children here.
A single purple storage talisman was enough to hold them, though it was relatively crowded.
Survival came first.
As Qiao Mu was doing these things, her small body was already scooped up by Mo Lian. The group hid inside the defensive barrier set up by Immortal Venerable Peach Blossom and Little Taisui, temporarily safe from the sand tornado's oppression.
Qiao Mu looked at the raging sand tornado outside through the transparent defensive barrier, a curious expression on her face.
For a moment, she didn't pay attention to Jing Minyao, who had fallen to the ground, twisted and turned by the sand tornado, crashing haphazardly with the wind.
"Ah." Jing Minyao was suddenly swept into the sky by the sand tornado and then fell with a "thud" into the sand, getting a mouthful of wind-blown sand. Her face flushed red as she choked, coughing violently.
She quickly calmed herself and tried to put up a defensive shield against the wind.
Unfortunately, her defensive shield was only halfway up when she felt a surge of force from behind, hitting her back and sending her flying several meters away.
Little Taisui narrowed his eyes and lowered his hand.
As Jing Minyao spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her body was once again swept up by the sand tornado, fiercely flung into the sky.
Qiao Mu now clearly saw Jing Minyao's figure.
She was bouncing around in the sky!
The sand tornado tore at her, and Qiao Mu only saw a shower of blood. Jing Minyao's entire body was thrown to the ground, hitting with a bang that created a large pit.
"Cough, cough cough." Jing Minyao fell onto the sandy ground and was horrified to discover that one of her arms had been ripped off by the sand tornado.
Like a pathetic worm, she desperately crawled on the ground, trembling, moving towards the Pangu Clan leader's feet.
"Father, save me, Father, save me!" She reached out and grabbed his robe, her hand continuously pulling at him, pleading bitterly.
Clan Leader Jing closed his eyes. This daughter, with a severed arm, was now utterly useless.