"Quick! There are injured people over here! Everyone else, keep searching carefully for survivors!"
Above the ruins of the Tianhe Alliance, Zijing was covered in wounds. Half her face was a bloody mess, with several streams of blood slowly running down from her head. She looked utterly terrifying, yet even so, she endured the pain and continued directing the rescue efforts.
"Zijing!"
Upon hearing that voice, Zijing's pupils suddenly froze. Turning around, she saw Xiao Yan and the others descending, and joy instantly filled her eyes.
"Father! You're back!"
"Son, how are you?"
Zi Yun hurried forward to examine Zijing's injuries. Zijing merely shook her head slightly and spoke calmly.
"Mother, don't worry. My injuries aren't a serious problem."
Although Zijing said so, Zi Yun only breathed a sigh of relief after examining her carefully from head to toe.
Xiao Yan looked at the Tianhe Alliance, now reduced to a complete mess of ruins, and watched as others pulled one injured person after another from the rubble. His expression darkened to the extreme.
"Father, not long after you left—"
Zijing was about to explain what had happened to Xiao Yan, but Xiao Yan raised a hand to stop her.
"Save people first." As Xiao Yan spoke, he looked toward Zi Yan. "Zi Yan, go to the Starfall Pavilion and bring Xiao Yi Xian, Cao Ying, and senior sister Han Feng here."
"Mm!"
Zi Yan nodded solemnly. Then, with a slight tap of her jade feet clad in purple footed stockings, she stepped back and entered the space tunnel that had appeared out of thin air, vanishing from the spot.
Afterward, Xiao Yan did not delay in the slightest. He began clearing the ruins alongside the others while searching for survivors buried beneath the rubble. During this time, Zi Yan brought