Jing Yan had been exploring the void for a long time before he slowly returned from it.
At this moment, his eyes carried a hint of joy, but within that joy, there was also a touch of worry and confusion.
"Eighth junior brother, how did it go?" Kuai Rong immediately stepped forward to inquire.
Xiao Ying and the others all watched Jing Yan with slightly tense expressions.
"I couldn't find any trace of Feng'er and her daughter, but there's a faint sense within me that they're probably still alive somewhere in the chaos." Jing Yan spoke to the group in a low voice.
It has to be said, Jing Yan was rather lucky to have this kind of sense. Luckily, Gao Feng and Jing Dongxue were the people closest to him, allowing him to have such perception. If it were two strangers, even someone as powerful as Jing Yan now wouldn't have this kind of subtle perception.
