The Sect Master failed to pass the calamity, unable to bear the onslaught of the five thunders, he fell into the void, unknown where he drifted to.
The crowd lost their composure in horror. As the thunderclouds scattered, they swiftly rushed into the arena. Some were digging pits, some were tunneling, tearing open the void in search of Lu Bei's figure.
The results were not very good.
After searching for most of the day, they came back empty-handed without finding even a feather of Lu Bei's bird. Only Lin Buyan and Zhan Yue Xian had something to show for it.
Each of them had a broken shoe that Lu Bei wore during the calamity.
It was scorched and still smoking.
The remnants were still there.
The crowd was as restless as ants on a hot pan, but thankfully, Zhan Hongqu and Bai Jin assured that Lu Bei's aura was still there, which stabilized the situation.
Hearing this, the two old fathers-in-law were not pleased.
Zhan Yue Xian: What the hell? He hasn't died yet!
