Doupo: When the full-level Yan Emperor returns to the three-year agreement!

"Move, don't lie down!"

"Try to bring everyone out!"

"There are still people alive over there!"

In the medicine world and on the medicine mountain, anxious shouts like these were heard continuously. People who were not seriously injured and were still able to move were running around to rescue those who were still alive on the battlefield. From time to time, someone would be seen spreading his wings of fighting spirit and taking off, and soon landed with seriously injured people.

Even the Dou Zun and Dou Sheng who were usually high and mighty, waved their hands and immediately confined a piece of space, bringing large groups of people to Yaoshan Square.

"Any faster, or the medicine world might collapse at any time!"

"Have all the descendants arrived?!"

"Have you finished cleaning up the battlefield?!"

"Go look around the back hills again!"

Methodical orders came out of Yaodan's mouth as he directed the rest of the Yao clan members.

All the survivors had sad expressions on their faces. Apparently, the more they cleaned up the battlefield and counted the losses, the more grief they felt.

The loss suffered by the Medicine Clan could be said to be the largest since the establishment of the Medicine Clan.

none of them!

"Master Patriarch, all the survivors are gathered here!"

Yao Wanhuo on the side said in a deep voice, the firmness on his old face had mostly disappeared, and his eyes were full of grief.

Just now, the losses have been counted, and the casualties were so great that even he was shocked.

One look at it makes me almost dizzy.

"How many people are left?"

Exhaling slowly, Yao Dan asked in a low voice. He did not turn around, but turned his back to Yao Wanhuo.

"Now, there are less than 100,000 survivors in my Yao clan."

“This still includes the remaining descendants.”

There was a slight tremor in Yao Wanhuo's voice, and tears welled up in his cloudy old eyes.

"There were millions of people, and only these few are left!"

Yao Dan's body trembled suddenly, as if he had been electrocuted. He was speechless for a long time. Finally, he slowly opened his mouth and said in a deep voice:

"Let all those above Dou Zun work together to open up the spatial coordinates and leave the medicine world."

After these words were spoken, even Yao Wanhuo couldn't help but burst into tears.

The medicine world, that was the home of the medicine clan for thousands of years. Now it is truly devastated. There is not even a chance to repair the damage because the origin of space has been completely destroyed.

Today's pharmaceutical industry is like a water ball that could explode at any time. It is already reaching its limit!

If they don't leave, in the explosive turbulence of space, perhaps only a very small number of beings above the level of Douluo can escape danger.

Yao Wanhuo suddenly lowered his head, tears streaming down his face. He said in a deep voice:

"Yes!"

Afterwards, without any movement from him, Yao Wanhuo disappeared from the spot.

The moment he left, Yaodan's originally straight back suddenly hunched over, and the whole person seemed to have aged hundreds of years in an instant, like a candle in the wind.

On his face, which did not turn around, the delicate skin like that of a baby was no longer there, replaced by a face full of wrinkles of old age. Turbid tears filled his eyes, and his vision was blurred.

"Millions of people, just gone!"

He muttered to himself and stretched out his hand to hold the emerald green medicine staff in his hand, but his hand was shaking and he grasped it several times before he could hold it steady.

At this moment, Yao Dan did not look like the high-spirited clan leader or the powerful Dou Sheng. Instead, he was just like an ordinary old man, immersed in grief.

"Soul Clan, Soul Clan, Emperor Soul, Void Devouring Flame."

"I, Yaodan, will never reconcile with you!!!!!"

The hunched old man roared and screamed like a wild beast, almost half-kneeling on the ground, in great grief.

"Senior Yaodan, please accept my condolences."

Xiao Yan, dressed in a black robe, appeared here, watching everything silently, and couldn't help but sigh.

Even though the Medicine Clan's ending was much better than in the previous life, such a heavy loss was too much of a blow for this old man.

For the entire Medicine Clan, it was basically equivalent to a devastating blow, not only the people within it, but also the Medicine Emperor, who was like a belief to them in their lives. His remaining soul was shattered right before their eyes.

With the collapse of the important pillars supporting life and the great changes that have occurred, many people may be depressed and frustrated in their lives, and sink into confusion and depravity.

But Xiao Yan believed that someone from the Medicine Clan would eventually stand up and withstand all of this.

It was like he stood up and carried the entire Xiao family on his shoulders!

"Little friend Xiao Yan."

Hearing the voice with a slight sigh, Yao Dan stopped, slowly stood up, and stared at Xiao Yan. His slightly red and turbid eyes were unusually bright at this moment.

"I was a little emotional and out of control. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

“The nobles have suffered such a disaster. I understand how Senior Yaodan feels at this moment. However, the Medicine Realm space is about to collapse. Please cheer up, senior. We will make preparations early.” Xiao Yan said in a deep voice. The power of his emperor soul had already filled the entire Medicine Realm space at this moment. Xiao Yan knew the situation and changes in this area very well.

"Well, I will give the order right now to open the transmission channel and everyone leave immediately."

Yao Dan nodded heavily, then bowed deeply to Xiao Yan with a solemn expression and dignified posture.

"This time, I haven't written about little friend Xiao Yan yet."

"At the critical moment, I took action to stop the Void Devouring Flame, cut off the Soul Clan's conspiracy, and preserve the remaining fire of my Medicine Clan."

"If it were normal times, the Medicine Clan would naturally not treat you unfairly and would prepare generous gifts. But now our Medicine Clan has suffered extremely heavy losses and is not as good as before. Please forgive us."

"I, Yao Dan, swear here as a witness that no matter when or where, as long as Xiao Yan needs it, my Yao Clan will spare no effort to help!"

Seeing Yao Dan bowing and saying these words solemnly, Xiao Yan's heart trembled slightly.

For an ancient race, this may be the greatest sincerity they can give.

This also means that Xiao Yan has completely gained the friendship of the Medicine Clan.

This gift is really not heavy!

Even though the Medicine Clan is now extremely weak, with less than 100,000 people left, nearly half of them are alchemists!

Putting aside the majority of low-level alchemists, there are more than 10,000 middle and high-level alchemists!

Such a huge power would make anyone jealous!

Including the two soul ancient tribes.

Moreover, with the help of the Medicine Clan as logistics, the combat effectiveness of the Tianfu Alliance, the Allied Forces and the Soul Clan will be greatly improved.

It can be said that Yao Dan’s statement gave Xiao Yan a big surprise!