Chapter 575


    Farewell


    Honestly, it was veryforting to have a concrete n.


    Shao Xuan’s conclusion was an antidote for the people’s worry but it was still faced with mixed reactions. That wasn’t the direction of their homnd.


    Would they be able to even return to their homnd?


    Four years!


    Four years of farming and building was all gone now!


    The great ming Horn homnd abandoned like this...


    Many of them did make mental preparations for this. Maybe one day their descendants would return to their homnd...


    At the same time, they also remembered why they chose that plot ofnd to be their homnd in the first ce. It was because of the fire seed!


    The fire source was located at the homnd, they wanted to go there toplete the fire seed.


    However, now that the fire seed waspleted and integrated into the ming Horn tribes people’s bodies, there was no reason they had to live at the old haunt. The fire seed could be passed down to the next generations just like that.


    In the darkness, the ground shook around as it had a mind of its own. The tiny humans could do nothing about it.


    Three dayster, after onest explosion andrge tremor, the shaking slowed down and didn’t ur as frequently.


    In thatst blow, many more were injured, some were even killed. Luckily there was enough medicine so the death count remained low.


    The dark and dense clouds of smoke were dissipating too. It didn’t happen really quickly but the change was obvious. Soon enough, the tribespeople didn’t need the help of the water moon stone to see clearly.


    The situation was seemingly getting better.


    The tribespeople regrouped. Counting the number of people left, many did survive the disaster. Even most of the travellers that followed the tribespeople survived.


    Shao Xuan, the shamans, the chiefs and hunt leaders were all gathered in a small tent, nning their next move.


    Up until now, Shao Xuan’s predictions were mostly urate so they decided to follow his decision without much deliberation. However, there were some that felt it was a pity to leave their homnd that they worked so hard to build up.


    “Why not when the ground settles down, we send a small team back to the homnd to check and see whether we can continue our lives there. At least we can get closure on this matter,” said Shao Xuan.


    The shaman agreed, “I think this is a good solution.”


    If it wasn’t for his weak body, the shaman would have wanted to go back and take a look too. He knew they were right on time, he couldn’t hold back the team by making them wait for an old man to catch up.


    The next day, the sky was still grey but it was considered much brighter than the past few days. At least they could tell the day from the night now.


    Once things settled down, Shao Xuan and his team headed out to the old haunt.


    ‘This may raise even more questions than answers,’ thought Shao Xuan.


    There was a high chance not everyone would return from the trip so only twenty people were selected to go over.


    Most people from Ao’s camp were selected. They were much more attached to the homnd and the people from Zheng Luo’s camp needed to guard the remaining ming Horn tribespeople.


    The team of twenty ran towards the homnd, leaving their traces in the thickyer of ash.


    The ash wasn’tpletely clear, the sky was still murky. Sunlight peeked through shyly, just enough for the warriors to see the area clearly.


    Luckily, the sun was still visible, or else it would be hard for them to find the right direction. The terrain waspletely changed. Low-lying areas became hills and the hills that were previously there were gone now. Nothing was visible under the thickyer of ash. Maybe bones and smaller life forms (if still alive somehow) were hidden underneath.


    The odd bird would fly through the sky looking lost.


    Shao Xuan and the rest didn’t see anyone on their way back to the old haunt.


    “This is it.” Shao Xuan stopped and looked to the front.


    “Here? You’re saying this is our old haunt?! How is this possible!?”


    Ao was utterly shocked. His eyes were filled with fear as he scanned the area.


    In front of them was a rather t piece ofnd covered in ash. It resembled a desert. This was their homnd?!


    Ao started to tremble.


    Shao Xuan stepped forward and pierced his sword into the deepyer of ash to flick it up.


    There was unidentifiable gravel in the ground with some brown from dried blood. It could havee from the beasts that fled the forest or the wanderers who stayed in the homnd.


    Shao Xuan looked through theyer of ash to see the situation below.


    Most of the areas that bulged up were just stones from buildings, some were corpses of dead animals.


    The beasts that ruled the forests were all defenceless against nature here.


    Maybe there were still some beasts that survived the disaster but the ming Horn warriors were too preupied with looking at their homnd. There could be a ce in the forest for them to call home but their homnd wasn’t one of those ces.


    There was a pungent smelling from the ground. Shao Xuan grabbed a stone pir and looked at it. If it wasn’t the pattern on the pir, Shao Xuan wouldn’t even have recognised it.


    It was the pir he personally carved. It had fallen and smashed into a thousand pieces.


    This was worse than what their ancestors had faced!


    When their ancestors left, there were changes in the area but most of their items were still there. However, in this case, nothing was intact, everything was ruined!


    The whole area was gone!


    Four years of hard work, gone.


    The dense forest and tall mountains, gone.


    It was just a pile of dirt left.


    Ao who was calm this whole time couldn’t help but weep. Some warriors cried too.


    Pitter-patter! Pitter-patter!


    The rain came pouring down in an instant.


    The raindrops fell onto the ground, flicking up dust as they did.


    The rain washed away the grey smog in the sky. Some grey dropletsnded on Shao Xuan leaving a trail as it continued its journey downwards.


    The twenty people stood in the rain for nearly an hour. Then, they prayed to the ground, bidding this ce farewell. Perhaps they wouldn’t be able to return to this ce in their lifetime but maybe one day their descendants would revive this ce once more.


    The rain got heavier as time went on, the ground became mud. The line of people praying on the ground was covered in mud but they didn’t care.


    As they got up, they looked at the area with grief but a hint of determination was still there. After that, they went back to the campsite. Their people were waiting.