The two old Supreme Sages took action, and the flood on Lu Shan Sect subsided quickly.
As the flood on the mountain receded, the surface of the Min River gradually returned to calm, and the cruise ships on the river disappeared without a trace.
However, the flood-stricken Lu Shan Sect was in a mess, with many trees broken, flowers and grass withered, and various Dao Palaces and halls disintegrating and collapsing under the impact of the flood.
Some Lu Shan Sect disciples cried out in grief.
"What are you crying for?"
Qingyang's face was grim, and he scolded, "Why don't you go save people quickly?"
There were still many Lu Shan Sect disciples floating in the Min River!
Fortunately, everyone on Lu Shan Sect was a cultivator.
Even if they couldn't swim, their breath was much longer than ordinary people's, so they wouldn't drown for a while.
One by one, the disciples were rescued.
Most of them were alive... but there were also eight corpses!
