Having made up his mind, Huo Yushen hesitated no longer. Together with Xia Miao, the six of them began searching the lawn and rooftops for possible Projection Anchors.
If he could find the Projection Anchor first, perhaps he could locate Xia Chujian and Xia Xiong's positions and pull them out of Usas's Time Node!
At this moment, faced with an Ancient God of this level, Huo Yushen did not want to alarm She Zhuyin.
Her body could no longer withstand another ordeal on such a scale.
He loved Xia Chujian dearly, but not to the point of sacrificing his own mother to save the woman he loved.
He could die for her, but he could not let his mother die for her as well.
As a son, that was the most basic duty.
She Zhuyin had awakened the instant the Black Mist invaded Xia Family Manor.
Far earlier than Small Nine Xiang.
It could be said that the entire situation was under her control.
Yet she had not intervened.
Because she had detected something different within that Black Mist.
Standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, She Zhuyin watched the last trace of Black Mist vanish from the courtyard beyond the Terrace and murmured, "...That road has finally appeared?"
For Xia Chujian, this was an enormous opportunity.
There was certainly danger, but She Zhuyin had great confidence in Xia Chujian's special abilities.
She would not interfere.
Xia Chujian charged into the Black Mist on the western side of the lawn.
The moment she entered, the sight before her changed completely.
It was no longer the lush, meticulously maintained lawn of her family's Estate.
Instead, it was a city that seemed to have endured an apocalypse.
The torrential rain was like a festering wound torn open in the heavens. Black, intensely