Lu Yao was enveloped by the dazzling, daylight-bright glare pouring from the stone gate, her body suspended involuntarily in mid-air. The radiance stung her eyes with a slight ache, leaving her vision entirely washed in white.
Ma Lin watched with intense anxiety. The surrounding air seemed to freeze in an instant, falling so silent that he could hear the rapid thudding of his own heartbeat. That palpable tension gripped everyone's hearts tightly.
Amidst the blinding light, phantoms materialized like wraiths, launching a ferocious attack on Lu Yao.
Chapter 113