Jiang Mengmeng curled up near the restriction, her thin figure like a withered leaf drifting in the wind, like a wounded and helpless young beast. Tears poured down her pale cheeks like a breached flood, spreading into dark marks on the ground.
Wang Xian stood anxiously at the edge of the restriction, stretching out his hands and constantly feeling around and striking its surface. His fingertips reddened slightly from exertion.
"Mengmeng! Mengmeng! Stop crying! I'm here!"
Wang Xian called out, his voice full of urgency and heartache, but the invisible restriction was like an icy barrier, mercilessly shutting his voice outside.
Jiang Mengmeng remained immersed in her own world of sorrow. Her cries grew increasingly shrill, and her heartrending sobs echoed within the restriction, as though she wished to vent every ounce of grievance and despair.
Seeing that his attempts at comfort had failed, veins bulged across Wang Xian's forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He abruptly rose and cast a pleading look toward Yin Yang Dao Ancestor and Five Elements Dao Ancestor within the restriction.
Yin Yang Dao Ancestor's black-and-white robe fluttered in the wind. Yin and yang aura swirled around him, forming a slowly rotating Taiji Diagram, yet his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes filled with helplessness.
The powers of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth circulated around Five Elements Dao Ancestor, but he could only shake his head faintly, a bitter expression appearing on his face.
The two Dao Ancestors exchanged a glance, conveying the same message—there was nothing they could do.
Ever since the Dao Domain restriction had appeared, Jiang Mengmeng had cried countless times. Each time, she had cried herself to pieces, and no one's attempts to stop her had helped.
Even more troublesome was the Shen Nong Ding floating beside her. It gave