Afterward, Ye Xiu and Qing Luan traveled by helicopter, going from one village to the next to persuade the residents.
Wherever the Xuanse Medicine King, Ye Xiu, went, as soon as he proved his identity and warned them that the "air was toxic," the villagers would immediately agree to move without a second thought.
The efficiency was high, but there were simply too many villages.
At this time, Martial Artists at the Great Grandmaster level and above, along with Totem Inheritors and Extraordinary Abilities Holders from the various nations of the Sodibeast Continent, were all rushing to Tamwood City Airport.
"Amitabha, they're here!"
At the edge of the airport tarmac, a large, bald man was smiling cheerfully as he watched seven large passenger planes approach from the sky. He resembled Maitreya Buddha, his face perpetually fixed in a smile.
He was Dizang, one of the Thirteen Protectors under Huang Quan.
Standing beside Dizang was a cold, unsmiling young man—it was Mo Luo.
