The sky, still filled with thunderous storms, roared as the earth trembled under the weight of immense energies. But amidst this battlefield, something made Ling Yuexian's heart stop.
She stared across the battlefield, where, among the ranks of the Yun family, two girls stood. Their hands were bound by glowing chains, and around them, the Yun family's guards stood with mocking smiles.
Their pale faces, their anxious gazes… Ling Yuexian's heart sank in her chest.
"How is this possible?!"
A helpless whisper escaped her lips. Her mind couldn't accept that her daughters, her most precious ones, were in the hands of the enemy. Her gaze turned to Ling Wei, but he, too, was staring at the scene with narrowed eyes filled with rage.
"How did this happen?!"
Ling Wei clenched his teeth tightly, but instead of immediately charging toward the enemy, he placed a hand on Yuexian's shoulder. His voice was calm yet firm:
