After the skills activated,
the elder's body trembled slightly.
But that was it, just a slight tremble.
If not for Yi Lin watching the elder's every move, even that faint trembling might have gone unnoticed.
Then, there was a slight pause in the elder's step as he tread down.
A trace of surprise crossed his features as he looked over at Yi Lin.
Suddenly—
All was silent.
Of course, it was already quiet around them.
But as the elder looked over, Yi Lin felt an eerie sense of absolute silence within his heart.
The sensation of his heartbeat being on tempo finally vanished.
The elder's foot fell to the ground without a sound.
Yi Lin's heart also did not explode in place.
Behind Yi Lin, Ling Wu Yan gazed blankly ahead, his body went limp, and he sat down on the ground.
Frightened.
Like a taut string suddenly relaxed, draining him of all his strength in an instant.