The person was wearing a scholar's robe, unmistakably the Jade Belt Scholar.
But now he was disheveled, covered in filth and mud, his hair hanging loose behind his head, with hardly a trace of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
"Are... are they all dead?"
The Jade Belt Scholar was still in shock.
He sneaked around the island for a while and finally confirmed that he was the only one left alive on the whole island.
It turned out that after the downfall of Jade Belt Mountain, he fled all the way here, intending to join the Cui Island Lake Stockade for a chance to rise again.
After all, he was a Late Period Foundation Establishment Cultivator; he should have some status there.
But he never expected that on his first day seeking refuge, the water stockade would be attacked by a pitch-black monster.
He didn't know if it was a puppet or some cultivator.
But he had never seen such a terrifying monster, which had annihilated the entire stockade in just a short two-hour period.
