I'm Safe and Unharmed

In the distant sky, an old man flew swiftly, carrying Wilma Nilles.

"Martial Uncle, hurry! Something's going to happen to Braydon!"

Wilma's anxious voice made the old man's expression turn helpless.

"Wilma, this is already my fastest speed. Don't worry; there haven't been any major disturbances yet. It seems everything should still be fine."

Just as they were speaking, a violent explosion echoed in the distance.

Sensing the terrifying power, Wilma's face went pale, drained of all color.

"Braydon..."

The old man's face hardened with anger as he sped toward the explosion's location.

"This old man wants to see who dares act so brazenly in the territory of my Myriad Demon Sect!"

When they arrived, the area was in ruins—broken walls and destruction everywhere.

Wilma swayed slightly, her eyes filled with despair as she surveyed the scene.

"Braydon!" she called out in disbelief, her voice trembling.