By that time, it wouldn't just be two hundred thousand people, perhaps even two million could be slaughtered by Gao Zhan to accompany his grandson in death.
But if we're talking about taking them away, Tao Qian would also find it difficult.
Surely he couldn't just pack them all into the Holy Embryo Bag and take them back to the Mountain Gate, could he?
Ascending Immortal Island could indeed accommodate so many people.
But what about sustaining them?
Even with the Valley God Gui, it might work for a day or two, perhaps even months, or possibly years, but as time went on and the population grew like a rolling snowball, eventually Master Tao would be overwhelmed.
Besides, he had no desire to become Emperor, nor to vie for the Central Plains; why would he want to care for so many mortals?
Previously, Tao Qian had been worrying about these issues.
But now, it was as if he had thought of something, and the furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.
