Lěng Yè made his way upward along the winding mountain path. Deep night surrounded him, and an enduring, constant gloom and stillness filled the air. A biting chill hung in the atmosphere, involuntarily evoking a sense of desolation.
After walking some distance, a large sect compound on a level area halfway up the mountain came into Lěng Yè's view, appearing particularly striking.
Quickening his pace, Lěng Yè rapidly approached the sect. Originally, he had thought this remote place would be entirely devoid of human habitation, never expecting to encounter such a place of cultivation here.
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