"Your younger brothers and sisters are safe for now."
Yang Yong continued, "When the Mist enveloped us just now, the Ten-Thousand-Forged Primordial Furnace's protective barrier left a mark on them."
"Ordinary evil entities won't be able to hurt them for a while."
That was the only reassurance he could offer, and it was not entirely made up.
The Ten-Thousand-Forged Primordial Furnace truly was a supreme treasure. Those children might still have a chance of survival.
"That thing won't readily harm ordinary people."
His voice regained its usual certainty.
"It only roams the world, creating spatial dislocations and capturing passing travelers."
"We and they were simply forcibly separated into different spatial nodes."
Yang Yong turned to Long Ya, his tone more solemn than ever before.
"I'll find them and bring them back."
"And Jiang Meng and Zhang Dongyun too. Not one of them will be left behind."
He raised his hand and gently brushed the tear tracks from Long Ya's cheeks.
"You're their big sister. You're the one they depend on."
"If you fall apart first, how will you protect them when we find them?"
Long Ya sniffed hard, forcing back her tears.
Her eyes were still red, but her gaze had regained its focus.
Like a tiny flame wavering in the wind, yet refusing to go out.
"Mm."
She nodded firmly.
Yang Yong said no more.
He beckoned, and the Demoness Pickup Truck burst out of the Nine Nether Yuanchen White Bone Ring with a roar.
All four wheels hit the ground. It circled them once and a half before finally stopping in front of them.
"Come on. Let's check out our surroundings first."
Yang Yong took the front passenger seat, while Long Ya opened a rear door and climbed in.
The Demoness Pickup Truck gave a low growl, like