Leng Yaozhu did not gloss over the most pressing issue, either.
What the Federation faced now was no longer just the Abyss.
It was a mythological system that had appeared out of nowhere, seemingly from the Prehistoric Era.
An End Dragon.
A sun with a will of its own.
A boy who seemingly could influence them both.
The Federation's knowledge of these things was virtually nonexistent.
It was not a lack of intelligence.
They did not even have the most basic understanding.
The hardest blow of all was Yun Ming.
The strongest man on the continent.
In the past, he had practically embodied the confidence of all the Federation's high-level combatants.
Today, he had not even attended the meeting.
Ya Li was a level 98 healing-type Super Douluo with the Prayer Angel martial soul, and one of the continent's finest healers.
Under normal circumstances, as long as someone was not completely dead, she could quickly stabilize almost any injury.
Yet Yun Ming still had not fully recovered.
Chen Xin Jie fell silent for a moment, then suddenly seemed to think of something. "What about his mother and sister?"
Everyone turned to look.
Chen Xin Jie frowned. "Didn't they live together since he was little? Surely, if there was anything unusual about a child growing up, his family would know something. Find them first and bring them under control..."
He paused there.
"Place them under protection."
Everyone present was an old hand at this.
They all knew what "protection" meant.
It was also the most standard way to handle things.
If someone's power was hard to control, target their social connections.
If their social connections were hard to control, target their relatives.
Loved ones were always among a person's most common weaknesses.
But Zhuo Shi's expression turned strange. "Too late."
Chen