In the dilapidated building, the bodies of several monsters fell to the ground, covered with sword marks.
The reason for the deaths of the monsters was that they had been lured into a trap and killed by the terrain advantage.
Not far from the corpse, there was a secret room that had been specially cleaned.
In the dry and dark basement, a group of figures were curled up, trying their best to suppress the fear in their hearts and not make a sound.
Monsters ran rampant in the outside world. If this hiding place was discovered, the cultivator hiding here would die without a doubt.
Thinking back to the battle in the square, the native cultivators trembled in fear. It was a nightmare.
The big-bearded man's children's faces were covered in blood, and they still looked terrified. The blacksmith had fallen to the side, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.
Big beard and Hula's lover sat on the side with a worried expression, not knowing what to do.
