Snowflakes fell upon the statue, yet they did not accumulate. It was as if they melted instantly into the stone, or were dissolved by some kind of barrier.
The group circled the statue again and again, but found no obvious abnormalities.
Even if there were any, it was purely a matter of personal psychological perception, for the statue itself remained a picture of holiness and piety.
As a Formation master, An Yu voiced many of her observations in a way that only Wuwang and Jian Fengxiao could hear, prompting her to heave a constant stream of sighs.
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