Yan Luoluo held her breath, her fingertips gently hooking onto Ye Wuchen's sleeve as she silently pointed downwards.
Deep within the Ley Line, inside a gloomy cavern, a dense crowd formed a massive circular formation. Their eyes were vacant, their skin washed in an unnatural grayish-blue, yet the corners of their mouths were grotesquely curved upward. It looked as though they were smiling, or perhaps being forcibly stretched into that expression by some unseen force.
Their steps were uniform, like puppets manipulated by threads, circling the black hole in the center over and over again. From deep within the black hole, a low hum echoed faintly, resembling the breathing of some colossal entity.
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