The scene suddenly became deathly quiet.
As Ye Chenfeng emerged from the ruins, Abert and the heads of the four great families started to breathe rapidly through their noses, the muscles around their eyes twitching uncontrollably, sweat involuntarily breaking out on their cheeks as their eyes tried to widen even further.
Abert and the others had personally witnessed Ye Chenfeng's formidable strength, and now that Ye Chenfeng had been buried under the ruins, he had actually not died? Fear gradually enveloped their hearts, making their chests feel as if they were being pressed by a stone, and even their breathing became difficult.
Abert opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say. His facial muscles were completely stiff, his throat excessively dry as he swallowed hard, his eyes full of panic.
