The entire Xiu Yun Village was shrouded in a dense aura of death, as if it were a graveyard.
Inside the room, the two strongest people in the village had also collapsed.
Turbid tears flowed down, and Drum Master, the priest leading the tribe, appeared exceedingly fragile at this moment.
When the King Gu no longer responded to his summons, only he knew the feeling of despair it brought.
This was something that had never happened in thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
"Dad, it's okay. I found a way to treat the Immortal Epidemic, I saw it with my own eyes, and it will be here in a few days."
"Moreover, I found out that the Immortal Epidemic was intentionally spread by a group of black-robed figures..."
Chang Qing recounted everything she had seen and heard, making the light of hope rekindle in Drum Master's eyes.
"Are you telling the truth?"
