Chapter 110: Evacuation

In less than half an hour, the tribe's High Priest had returned to stand before Feng Zi once again—

Following behind him were none but young, callow faces.

Among them, many of the youths were already wounded, regardless of gender.

"Chief, the little ones and the youths under twenty in the tribe have all been brought here."

"Except for those who were truly too severely injured, everyone who could move has been dragged over by me," the High Priest reported, standing beside the old man.

Whether they were children or young adults, those people subconsciously lined up in several rows before the old man.

Although the High Priest had not explained the reason, looking at Feng Zi, an outsider, some of the clever ones already understood what was about to happen.

A fire of unwillingness ignited in the depths of many people's eyes; clearly, they did not want to be "cowards" who retreated in the face of battle, and they wanted to live and die with the tribe.

But no matter what these people thought in their hearts, the old man did not speak, so they would not rashly express their opinions.

After hearing the High Priest's words, the old man's voice trembled slightly:

"Little ones, the situation the tribe is facing... you all know it. To tell you the truth, we cannot win."

"But fortunately, there is this—"

Seeing this, Feng Zi introduced himself at the opportune moment: "Cun Xin."

Thereupon, the old man nodded slightly: "Mm, fortunately, this Excellency Cun Xin is providing great assistance, at least enough to preserve you children."

"Once you escape from here, you will listen to Xia and Excellency Cun Xin, and find another place with lush water and grass to rebuild the tribe."

The parting of loved ones is a bitterness that no one can easily accept.

And when the Chief finally spoke these arrangements, the corners of many youths' eyes quickly moistened: "Chief, we will die together!"

"Nonsense!" At this moment, the old man was no longer that smiling, good-natured person.

He looked at the young man beside Feng Zi and said word by word: "Xia, when the sun rises, you will be the Chief of the Mu He Tribe."

Facing the old man's gaze, the man's body subconsciously trembled.

Finally, he turned around abruptly and gritted his teeth: "Tribesmen under twenty, take heed—follow Excellency Cun Xin and kill your way out!"

And those youths and children with tears in their eyes, though they had ten thousand reluctances and resistances in their hearts, still subconsciously gathered behind Xia.

No matter what, the continuation of the tribe and the call of the Chief had to be obeyed.

Only then did the old man's expression finally relax a little.

Watching Feng Zi lead the battle formation to the tribe's gate, the Chief gave the order without hesitation:

"Open the gate!"

Accompanied by the heavy gate slowly opening, Feng Zi took the lead, killing every vicious beast that attempted to pounce.

The vicious beasts within the Beast Tide clearly recognized his aura; for a time, not only did they dare not step forward, but they even subconsciously retreated one after another, not daring to provoke this star of slaughter.

Behind Feng Zi, the youths of the Mu He Tribe formed a simple battle formation, following closely in his footsteps.

The tender young children, the teenagers who had not received training, and those who were severely injured were protected in the center of the battle formation.

But those being protected were not doing nothing; they also picked up longbows to assist their tribesmen as much as they could.

Not until everyone who was supposed to evacuate had left did Xia, who was responsible for covering the rear, kill his way out from behind the gate.

The heavy gate slowly closed behind him.

Without any discussion, everyone understood their own duties, and there were no complaints.

Everything was just as Feng Zi had anticipated; because he did not cross the line, that Nascent Soul Great Demon tacitly accepted his act of "snatching food from the tiger's mouth."

Out of fear of him, the surrounding vicious beasts did not put up much resistance, allowing the group to easily kill their way to a path of survival, and not many beasts came forward to pursue them.

And that Nascent Soul Great Demon merely tacitly allowed all of this to happen and did not immediately reorganize the Beast Tide.

In the eyes of Xia and the group of tribal youths, this journey was not as difficult as they had imagined.

But the reason everyone was so relaxed was ultimately because of Feng Zi's formidable strength—killing gods if gods blocked, killing Buddhas if Buddhas blocked—as well as the immense deterrence provided by Qing Lin.

Seeing that the tribe's future was guaranteed, the old man laughed loudly, his voice spreading throughout the entire tribe:

"Our seeds have already been scattered; everyone, muster your last breath and keep the Beast Tide firmly pinned down right here with us!"

The Chief was right; those youths, their own children, had all survived, and the future of the tribe had been preserved; that was enough.

Therefore, even though death was close at hand and the scale of the Beast Tide remained massive, the people of the Mu He Tribe smiled with relief.

Sensing that the aura of that group of humans was gradually heading south, the Nascent Soul Great Demon suspended in mid-air no longer continued to pay attention to them.

It released a bit of its pressure, and the Beast Tide closed in again—under the deterrence of a higher level, the vicious beasts suppressed their instinctive fear of death.

This time, neither side engaged in any more probing; both were attacking with all their might.

Under the desperate siege of the Beast Tide, the Mu He Tribe, which was already at a distinct disadvantage, showed signs of total collapse.

Before long, many of the tribe's fortifications were breached by the Beast Tide.

Countless vicious beasts fell under weapons, and humans also fell one after another into pools of blood.

Whether beast or human, the Qi and Blood Power of both sides turned into wisps and threads, flowing into the body of that Nascent Soul Great Demon.

Ever since Feng Zi had suddenly killed his way out, the Great Demon had realized:

"This Tianyuan Jie is ultimately too dangerous. Absorbing Qi and Blood so ostentatiously is not a long-term strategy after all; it will eventually attract terrifying existences...

"Once I have absorbed all the Qi and Blood Power of this tribe, I shall go into hidden cultivation.

"As for these beasts that have been gathered, let them play their final role and become a part of my strength."

Thinking thus, the Nascent Soul Great Demon released a bit more pressure again, and the offensive of the Beast Tide immediately became even more ferocious.

And the flesh and blood on those fallen corpses were also rotting away at an unimaginable speed.

But for the people who were fleeing rapidly, these tragic scenes had long been left behind them.

Just like that, the group of several hundred people traveled rapidly through the forest for nearly an hour.

For many of the wounded and young children, their physical strength was no longer enough to support them.

Xia naturally saw all of this; he stepped forward quickly, passed the column, came to Feng Zi's side, and said with great worry:

"Your Excellency Cun Xin, if we continue to run at this speed... I fear many people will not be able to hold on. Why don't we let everyone rest for a while?"

To this, Feng Zi only slowed his pace slightly: "If we truly rest, many people will never be able to go on; we cannot stop."

Having said that, he loudly instructed: "I know you are all very tired, but the most urgent matter is still to continue moving away from the Beast Tide. No matter how tired you are, you must grit your teeth and keep going."

"There is no need to maintain the battle formation anymore. Qi Refiners who still have strength, carry the severely wounded; those with spare energy, look after those with poor stamina."