In the inner plaza of the sect, Lěng Yè stopped in his tracks, gazing at the hundreds of people before him, his thoughts suddenly freezing.
"Hey, what are you all doing?" Lěng Yè's voice rang out, tinged with a hint of confusion and unease.
No one answered. The crowd simply stood with their backs to Lěng Yè, as if his words had never reached their ears.
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