Oblivious To Danger

Xiao Ming's steady breathing slowed as he closed his eyes, entering a meditative state. The Shadowless Spirit Sword Sutra began to circulate within him, each chant a steady rhythm that aligned his dao qi with the environment.

The maze's energy pulsed faintly, a dangerous hum beneath the surface, but Xiao Ming paid it no mind, focusing instead on perfecting his synchronization.

His body sat cross-legged on the ground, his posture immaculate, his hands resting lightly on his knees. The faint glow of his spiritual energy illuminated his figure, casting a soft light that contrasted with the oppressive darkness of the maze.

Meanwhile, Xue Mao busied itself with deciphering the maze's structure. The cat's glowing paws traced intricate patterns along the translucent walls, its sharp eyes darting between energy nodes as it muttered to itself.