Looking at the barrier that had appeared out of thin air around Lěng Yè, Dīng Shaochong felt a fleeting premonition of danger, and immediately threw a palm strike straight at it.
Ripples spread across the barrier, seeming to absorb Dīng Shaochong's force before quickly returning to stillness.
Frowning, Dīng Shaochong demanded, "What kind of trick is this?"
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