Elsewhere.
Yang Yong piloted the Ten-Thousand-Forged Primordial Furnace straight into the sky, shooting toward the service area's exit.
Fog suddenly rose at the exit, where the outside world and the highway beyond had been visible at a glance.
"Hm?"
Yang Yong frowned.
There was something sinister about the way that fog rose.
It had not drifted in from outside, but seeped out through the gaps in the service area's exit.
The grayish-white fog seemed alive, churning, writhing, and spreading at the exit, swallowing the road ahead bit by bit.
Yang Yong opened the Evil Eye between his brows and scanned his surroundings.
There was nothing.
No trace of the Eerie, no abnormal fluctuations.
The fog was just like ordinary fog, clean and free of anything else.
Yet the more it seemed that way, the more he felt something was wrong.
The next moment, something strange happened.
The fourteen children sheltered inside the Ten-Thousand-Forged Primordial Furnace, along with Zhang Dongyun, suddenly stiffened in unison.
Their movements were so synchronized that it was as though someone had pressed pause.
Yang Yong turned to look and saw their unfocused eyes and dazed expressions, as though they were seeing... something no one else could see.
Zhang Dongyun's eyes darted wildly in their sockets, her lips moving, though he could not tell what she was saying.
The fourteen children were even paler, as though... they had all fallen into a nightmare at once.
"What's going on?"
Yang Yong drove the Evil Eye between his brows to its limit, forcibly sweeping the surroundings with his mental power.
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
He could not see... any power affecting these people.
There were no Eerie fluctuations, no external mental attacks, not even a trace of yin energy.
This was impossible.
Yang Yong's pupils contracted slightly.
Could it