As soon as they exited the passageway, they saw Old Third rubbing his head, disbelief written all over his face. The people from the convoy huddled close to their vehicles, too afraid to approach them.
Xie Xie and the others had been waiting for Tang Wulin's group of three. Once they emerged, they prepared to leave.
Tang Wulin took his parents' hands and said gently, "I'll take you home."
As he spoke, Golden Dragon Moon Language covered his body once more. Golden light enveloped Tang Ziran and Lang Yue. The others did the same, spreading the wings of their Battle Armor.
Ya Li looked at Tang Wulin. "I'll remain in Dou Ling for a while. You should go on ahead."
Tang Wulin nodded. "Please be careful."
Ya Li smiled. "Don't worry."
With her cultivation as a rank-98 Super Douluo, along with her ability to suppress Evil Soul Masters, even if she truly encountered danger, escaping would not be a problem.
Ya Li reminded him, "Hurry and stabilize your cultivation. Don't cross the void anymore—take a ship back instead."
Tang Wulin said, "Understood."
The group transformed into streaks of light and swiftly left the Great Wilderness, heading straight for the nearest port city.
Watching their departing figures, Ya Li spread her wings and flew in the opposite direction.
Only after they had left did the trembling ordinary people in the convoy finally let out sighs of relief.
Someone with broader knowledge recognized the Two-Word Battle Armor. As for the even more magnificent Golden Dragon Moon Language, he assumed it was an upgraded version of Two-Word Battle Armor. On the verge of tears, he muttered, "What the hell is going on..."
On an ocean liner, inside a sealed cultivation chamber, Tang Wulin closed his eyes.
A streak of Green-Gold light lit