The dust and smoke in the distance rolled away while the wind and sand mixed together with the dust and smoke and blurred the line of sight in the dense forest. They could only vaguely see through the sand and dust that the trees were being buried by the sand and stones. The falling rocks rolled down from a high place and hit the ground, and the vibrations from this lasted for about the time it took to burn half an incense stick before everything became calm again.
They held their breaths and their hearts lifted. Mu Ling said with a serious expression: "The trees below are all covered by the mountain collapsing. I wonder if there are people there."
Pei Zixuan looked at Feng Jiu and said: "Let's go and have a look! I wonder if there are any disciples buried there."
Lin Chengjin also looked at Feng Jiu as he hoped to go and take a look. Such landslides were rare, and if a disciple were buried inside, he was afraid…
