Reading the book, she observed everyone's emotions and felt the atmosphere around her becoming relaxed and even lively. She knew that most people had already guessed the answer.

Nianshu smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yang, what do you think is the most important thing after the skyfire ends?"

"The most important thing?" Yang Kuan thought for a moment and said, "Save people!"

"Yes, to save people." Nianshu smiled, not surprised by Yang Kuan's answer. "We saw on the white cloth before that the sky fire easily flattened a mountain. Although we have the elders guarding the sky above our Yanjian Sect, there will still be many fish that slip through the net."

"I think, whether it's our fellow disciples under the Cliff of Repentance or the mortals under the big cave, we need to dig them out after the skyfire passes!"

After hearing this, Yang Kuan's eyes lit up: "That's why the elders put us here. In addition to protecting us, they also want us to dig out people after the disaster!"

Nianshu smiled and nodded: "Yes, we have a heavy responsibility."

So, after Nianshu's operation, the atmosphere in the hall changed instantly, and the group of people went from waiting in despair to waiting in excitement.

Under the heavenly fire, there was no distinction between day and night. The sky was broken and always white. Finally, after five days, the heavenly fire gradually disappeared.

After a brief discussion in the meeting hall, everyone decided to open the door and go out.

The moment the gate opened, a wave of heat accompanied by a burnt smell rushed in. Before walking out of the gate, a big pit appeared at the door, and there was an unburned fireball under the pit. Looking forward, all the mountains were smashed into pieces, and the landscape had changed a lot. Even the river that ran through the sect was gone. Thick smoke was everywhere, and there was not a single green leaf.

Even so, everyone was only stunned for a moment, and then began to split into two groups according to what they had discussed in the past few days, one group to look for the mortals under the big cave, and the other group to go to the Cliff of Repentance to see the situation.

The next day, the sky was miraculously covered by dark clouds, and soon it began to rain heavily, washing the entire world.

At first, those who had managed to survive through untold hardships thought it was God's will. But after the heavy rain had lasted for ten days and ten nights, the world was once again hit by floods...

The flood was not a disaster for the monks, but it did cause trouble for many surviving mortals. However, floods were not unfamiliar to mortals, and compared to the heavenly fire, it did not cause too many casualties.

After a few days of peace and tranquility, the world was hit by a blizzard. The entire world was covered in snow, and the sky and the earth were all white...

Ten days later, the sun, which had disappeared for a long time, finally reappeared before all living things. The snow melted, the dead trees sprouted, and the rivers reappeared...

The number of creatures in the entire world is less than two-tenths of the original number.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Yang Kuan was punching the huge rock in front of him. He had lost a lot of weight, his eyes were black, and he even had a lot of white hair.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang!" An inner sect disciple of Fu Guishan ran over excitedly upon seeing Yang Kuan: "Master is back, Master is back!"

"What!" Yang Kuan's dejection was swept away. He quickly came to the disciple, grabbed his shoulder and asked, "Where is Master now?"

"On the main peak." The disciple answered quickly. The next moment, he could no longer see Yang Kuan's shadow!

When Yang Kuan arrived at the main peak, he found that there were many people gathered in the hall. He rushed in without caring about anything and found Gui Daojun sleeping on the ground with a pale face.

“Master!” Yang Kuan cried loudly and threw himself on Gui Daojun. When he touched his cold skin, he could no longer suppress his voice and cried out in grief: “Master, Master, please don’t die, wuwuwuwu…”

After they came out of the main hall, it took them several days to dig out their fellow disciples under the Cliff of Repentance and the mortals under the big cave. Many mortals died, but the disciples under the Cliff of Repentance were not seriously injured. No matter what, the physical fitness of monks is always much better than that of mortals.

After the disciples from under the Cliff of Repentance came out, someone naturally took care of the matter of settling the mortals. When a group of direct disciples gathered together, they found that they had never met their master since they came out, so they began to look for him.

It was raining heavily at that time, and many corpses were washed out. They turned over a lot of bodies and finally found their unconscious master one after another, except for Gui Daojun and Sect Master Jian Wushuang.

The reason why the bodies could not be found was most likely that they were burned by the heavenly fire. When everyone had already acquiesced in the fact that the two had sacrificed their lives, the sect leader appeared in the main peak hall with the unconscious Liaogui Daojun.

"Okay, stop howling, I'm not dead yet!"

Amidst Yang Kuan's shrill cries, and when everyone was plunged into sorrow, the familiar yet terrifying voice of Liaogui Daojun appeared again.

"Master, it turns out you are not dead, Master. I was scared to death. That's great, Master. Wuuuuuu..." Everyone's sadness was interrupted. Yang Kuan did not cry, but this time he was crying with joy.

"He was just washed into the water and buried by mud and rocks. It won't take your master's life. Get up quickly. Do you want to break my bones?" Taoist Legui seemed to have finally gathered some strength and slapped Yang Kuan on the forehead with one palm.

Yang Kuan let out a scream and fell to the ground. Suddenly, the sound of people trying to suppress their laughter rang out in the hall.

Since the sky fire, everyone's heavy hearts finally felt a little happy.