Qing Lin secretly glanced at Zi Lin. Zi Lin wore the same worried expression, her brows tightly furrowed. Her usually lively eyes were now filled with resolve, and she gripped Zi Yan's hand without loosening even slightly.
"You two stubborn girls, let go!" Zi Yan howled, her voice choked with sobs. "If we wait any longer, Xiao Yao really will be beyond saving!"
"Sister Zi Yan, I'm worried about Master too, but acting rashly will only make things worse." Zi Lin's eyes reddened, yet her voice remained exceptionally firm. "Let's wait a little longer. Maybe Master has a way to turn things around."
Qing Lin nodded slightly, holding back her tears as she said softly, "Zi Yan, I know you're anxious, but aren't we as well? But if we go out, we'll be facing opponents stronger than us. We'll only put ourselves in greater danger and make Master's situation even more perilous. Master is so powerful. He'll definitely find a way through this."
Though Zi Yan was burning with rage and consumed by anxiety, she knew they were right.
She stamped her foot bitterly and looked toward the battlefield again, clenching her fists as she muttered, "Xiao Yao, if you dare die, I won't let you off even as a ghost..."
"Xiao Yao!" Witnessing this scene, the Xiao Clan members were immediately frantic and could not help shouting.
"Clan Chief, wh-what should we do? If Xiao Yao falls into their hands, won't all our efforts have been in vain? What would be the point of entering this world?"
"Clan Chief, death awaits us either way. Let us charge out of this small world and fight them!!!"
Seeing the anxious expressions on the clan members' and elders' faces, Xiao Zhan's gaze turned grave. He stopped them in a deep voice, "Everyone,