"Let's go back." Yuan Qiong put his hands behind his back again and said in a desolate tone.
"Please hold on, Sir Yuan Mingyuan." The man took a step back and turned around. Another man in a long robe turned around. The two faced each other and stood four meters apart. They raised their hands and waved them in front of themselves slowly. They were chanting to themselves but Yuan Qiong could not understand them no matter what.
There was a magical array flashing with green light on the sand between the two of them. The five-pointed star in the array rotated slowly. As the two sang, the green light became stronger and stronger. It was not until the green light had reached the height of a person that the two stopped singing. The man who spoke to Yuan Qiong put his two hands back into his sle
