Outside Autumn Wind County.
Once vibrant spirit fields were hastily harvested, leaving behind empty, desolate land with only a few scattered figures bending over to pick up the leftovers.
Although the Beast Tide had become a routine event, for most people, they would only experience it once in a lifetime.
So when news of the Beast Tide spread, panic was inevitable.
Walking through the city, Yu Xian saw fewer people. Every household's door was tightly shut, eerily quiet. Occasionally, he could see several hurried figures, all fleeing the city.
Those with good conditions carried several storage bags, while those with less means drove cattle carts or horse carts, pulling large boxes of goods.
Autumn Wind County had no city walls or city protection array.
This meant that when the Beast Tide arrived, ordinary people could not rely on high-rank cultivators for protection, and most people could only fend for themselves.
It sounded cruel.
