As he spoke, he gently stretched out his hand, and a stream of Primordial Qi shot from his fingertip, landing on the ceiling of the lecture hall. Immediately, a wave of Primordial Qi rippled out.
Chen Yan squinted his eyes and looked up, seeing translucent runes appear on the walls of the entire lecture hall. Clearly, some array had been activated—it was probably the transmitting sound array that the middle-aged Outer Disciple had mentioned.
Some people watched with curiosity, while others reacted faster, ignoring the commotion and instead seizing the time to close their eyes and meditate, organizing their inner thoughts and preparing themselves.
The middle-aged man didn't speak, but his eyes carefully observed these preparatory disciples below the stage. In his heart, he silently remembered a few who weren't disturbed by words or the array, who seized the time to close their eyes and meditate.
