Third elder Feng couldn’t care less and shouted at the top of his lungs. After that, he rushed into the ruins and searched frantically.
Although di xuanting and the rest didn’t think that Yun chujiu would be buried in the ruins, they could only help to search when they saw third elder Feng’s crazed look.
Not only that, Di xuanting even called di Chengfeng and the other direct disciples over and asked them to search together.
After searching the ruins of the ancestral hall, Yun Chujiu was nowhere to be found. It was as though she had disappeared into thin air.
Third elder Feng’s eyes were red with anxiety!
He was still counting on his ancestor to become the alliance leader. He was still counting on his ancestor to bring the Feng clan back to glory. He was still counting on his ancestor to lead them to rescue the trapped clansmen, but now, he had lost his ancestor!
Third elder Feng was anxious and angry. He said to Di Xuanting angrily,