“That means Grandfather isn’t injured?” Ya Fei asked.
“Mm.” Ya Zongyun nodded with a light smile.
And after hearing Ya Zongyun’s words, Ya Fei was even happier. Although, at present, the sky was falling and the ground was crumbling, and the world looked nothing like before, not much had happened to her and her grandfather, and they survived. It was fortune within misfortune.
“Who is it?” However just at that moment, Ya Zongyun’s eyes lit up and he put Ya Fei behind him as he loudly yelled in front of him.
Seeing that, Ya Fei also quickly cast her gaze in the direction Ya Zongyun shouted angrily at. Only then did she discover that several hundred meters away from them, out of the blue, there appeared a vast stretch of white mist. That mist was not present before.
At that instant, Ya Fei’s anxiousness reached its peak because when she examined the mist, she simply couldn’t detect anything. Yet at that very instant, from the mist, there came sharp and clear footstep sounds.
*ta, ta, ta, ta, ta…*
Those sound of footsteps arose one after another, and came closer and closer. Not only Ya Fei, even Ya Zongyun tightly furrowed his brows. His eyes glittered unstably and even his heart formed a lump at his throat.
They, who personally experienced the disaster, experienced the strength and terror of the huge hand in the sky. In a time like this, they could not determine exactly what thing was approaching them.
*whoosh* As the two were tightly staring, the mist finally dispersed and simultaneously, a person appeared in Ya Fei’s and Ya Zongyun’s line of sight.
Upon seeing that person, no matter if it was Ya Zongyun or Ya Fei, both of them were dumbstruck, their faces full of surprise.
At that very moment, the one who came forward in the air and gradually nearing them was a young woman.