"What happened, Grandma? Why is your expression so serious?" Xuanyuan Ning questioned Xuanyuan Ling, whose expression suddenly changed.
Without saying anything, Xuanyuan Ling stood up and left their cultivation room, confusing Xuanyuan Ning and Xuanyuan Xing. They quickly followed behind her into the altar room, but they froze in place when they saw that the light on one of the wooden plaques had dimmed, so they hurriedly checked the owner's identity.
"Mother! Grandma! This wooden plaque belongs to my daughter! Something must have happened to Lingyan." Xuanyuan Ning shouted frantically.
"Calm down." Xuanyuan Xing urged her daughter to calm down. "Tell us, Ning'er, where did Lingyan go?"
