Just a few dozen breaths later, Black Cat accepted Pei Ye's conjecture that the directions here were definitely not the same as the outside world, or to put it another way, it was hard to say that the concept of "direction" even existed here.
They had clearly turned back, yet they could not find the spot where they had first battled the Merfolk, and all traces of thrown weapons and shot sand had vanished—therefore, their previous assumption that they had been heading north might have also been wishful thinking.
This intense feeling of being an "outsider" was too strong; it was evident that creatures born here possessed their unique perception, while others could only be like a person deficient in all five senses, which was probably why Taiping Canal had gone through so much trouble to transport Merfolk here.
If a human wandered into this place, ninety-nine percent would perish in the maze of confusion.