Anyway, this place is still considered his old haunt.
"But if that really happens, aside from me, I'm afraid not many cultivators would survive."
Li Changsheng sighed.
Although his heart toward the Dao is very firm, he is not a cultivator without feelings.
Having lived in Cloud Crane City for so long, he has made many friends and family.
For him alone, he could naturally survive, but he could only watch everyone else perish.
This feeling made him incredibly uncomfortable.
"I am indeed still too weak now, at best only able to protect myself."
"If I want to protect Cloud Crane City, I still don't know how far behind I am."
Li Changsheng felt very helpless.
He originally wanted to seek help from other cultivators, hoping that the Great Xuan Dynasty would send other Integration Great Powers over.
The problem is, the Great Xuan Dynasty is currently engulfed in warfare, with major cities attacked by demons.
There are simply not enough hands to send for rescue.
