"Junior sister?"
"Qingyang?"
On Myriad Laws Peak, Wang Ba looked around but saw no one.
After a moment's hesitation, his Divine Sense spread out instantly, and he soon sensed Bu Chan in the Spirit Plant Department's Spirit Fields.
She seemed entirely normal at the moment, calmly arranging the department's many affairs.
With a slight stir of thought, Wang Ba transmitted his voice to her from afar.
The next moment, Bu Chan froze briefly, gave a quiet instruction, then flew toward Myriad Laws Peak at top speed.
The instant she landed and saw Wang Ba, her eyes reddened.
"Senior brother! Yi'an, he... Yi'an..."
"I'm here. I'm here."
Wang Ba stepped forward and embraced Bu Chan, gently patting her back, his voice seemingly carrying a trace of magic.
"Yi'an is fine. Don't worry."
Hearing those words from Wang Ba, her heart immediately eased, and she soon drifted into sleep in his arms.
Wang Ba gazed tenderly at Bu Chan's somewhat thinner face and sighed softly.
With him absent and Yi'an's fate unknown, even Bu Chan, gentle outwardly but strong within, had exhausted herself holding on until now.
For a dignified Nascent Soul Cultivator to fall asleep just like that showed how much anguish she had endured.
"The Heaven and Earth Great Calamity..."
As Wang Ba murmured those words, a ripple of anger involuntarily stirred across his tranquil heart lake.
If this great calamity had not constantly hung over his head, why would he have needed to enter seclusion and cultivate bitterly instead of staying beside his family and friends?
He gently and carefully carried Bu Chan inside and stayed with her for a long time.
As the sky gradually darkened, Wang Qingyang, whose face had likewise grown much thinner, flew back.
Learning that Wang Yi'an was alive and safe, she too revealed