Golden light surged like a tidal wave, wrapping Lu Yao within it. The glare was so piercing that everyone felt as though their eyes had been pricked by needles, forcing them to raise their hands in defense. The intense light stung their faces through their fingers, leaving a faint, burning sensation.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze, pressing down heavily upon everyone. A tense atmosphere spread like a spiderweb, and the oppressive weight clung to their skin like a physical entity, making it hard to breathe, as if every single breath required their absolute all.
"Yaoyao!" Ma Lin growled softly. Worry was clearly etched across his perpetually icy face, and his voice carried a trace of imperceptible trembling, like a tightened string on the verge of snapping.
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