"Where are the people here?" Zhou Qu scanned through the city. There was nothing on the street besides dust that was blown by the wind.
The whole city was deadly silent.
Ye Qingtang frowned and glanced at the empty street. Just now, she did not notice anything as she was trying to avoid the sand. However, now, she could feel that the whole city was surrounded by a layer of an abnormal breath.
"Try to knock the doors," Dai Changming said to others.
Some disciples tried to knock the locked doors along the street. However, there was no one answering the doors.
The whole street was peculiar.
"Is it possible that they all stayed in the cellar to hide from the recent sandstorms?" One of the disciples suspected.
Dai Changming did not reply and quietly led the team forward to look for people.
However, they smelled blood after taking a few steps forward.
Everyone's faces darkened.
