Jian Wushuang also looked up to see the young and finely dressed member of the Polunga Clan.
Initially, upon hearing "Elder," he had assumed it would be an old man.
Never did he expect someone so young, with such a powerful aura.
He must have been a strong cultivator at the Sixth Tribulation realm.
"Danbao!" Elder Blu's voice was gentle as he placed his hand on Danbao's head.
In an instant, he sensed everything Danbao had experienced that day.
Danbao's eyes welled with tears as he looked up at Blu.
At this moment, he finally relaxed completely.
The tribe was wiped out in a single day.
He watched helplessly as the people who had saved him perished.
For a child like him, the blow was too much.
Blu gently patted Danbao's head and said, "You've suffered!"
For a child who knew little of the world, the impact was indeed significant.
After comforting Danbao, Blu looked towards Jian Wushuang and Wu Li.
