The road was rugged and snaked around. The leading group had already bypassed the outermost section and entered a blind spot on the east side of the mountain, meaning they were completely unaware of what was happening at the summit.

Song Xizhi felt a buzzing sound explode in his ears.

Amidst screams, roars, and cries, Song Xizhi quickly turned his head and roared at the crowd again:

"Run to higher ground, run to the higher ground on the west side that is perpendicular to the sand and gravel! The hillside on the east side is about to collapse, grab onto the trees and bushes nearby, and run as high as you can!"

Everyone present had lost their composure. Upon hearing Song Xizhi's firm words, they hurriedly followed his instructions and ran to the higher ground on the west side.

Siqin and Madam Xin stood beside her, looking at Song Xizhi with grave expressions: "Master, what should we do now?"

The rumbling sound still lingered in his ears, and the mountain beneath his feet continued to tremble. Song Xizhi gritted his teeth, forcing himself to calm down, and clearly stated to Madam Xin:

"You also run to the west side of the mountain. If you encounter soldiers or guards or military officers along the way, ask them to disperse the crowd and run to the west as well."

Madam Xin stared intently at Song Xizhi's face, unwilling to let go: "And what about you?"

Song Xizhi gritted his teeth: "I'll have Siqin use her light-footed skills to carry me. In the crack in the valley, there is my maternal grandfather and the emperor."

"They've entered a blind spot, they can't see the flash flood, I have to save them, I have to save them..."

Having been given a second chance at life, she cannot allow the tragedy that occurred in her previous life to repeat itself in this one.

If the emperor were to die during the Fengshan ceremony, the country would cease to exist, and the world would descend into chaos.