Deep within a dense forest.
THUD THUD THUD!
Yan Chiyang fled in a desperate scramble.
He clutched a little girl of three or four in his arms, her features as delicate as a porcelain doll's.
The little girl didn't cry or fuss. Seeing the sweat beading on Yan Chiyang's forehead, she thoughtfully used her sleeve to wipe it away.
"Be good, Nannan. You'll be safe soon."
Yan Chiyang looked at the little girl, forcing a smile onto his heavily bearded face.
The little girl asked, "Daddy, where are we going?"
The image of a handsome Daoist's figure appeared in Yan Chiyang's mind as he replied:
"To see an old friend. In this whole world, I'm afraid he's the only one who will take you in."
The moment he finished speaking, his expression changed abruptly.
A violent pressure suddenly swept over them!
BOOM!
The next moment, a gleaming giant hammer swelled in the air until it was the size of a small mountain, then smashed down heavily in front of Yan Chiyang, blocking his path.
