Maze of Purple Clouds

With those words, the mood grew somber instantly. As many pairs of eyes surveyed the maze of purple clouds once again, their faces bore far more grave and cautious expressions this time.

The members of each circle instinctively transfixed their gazes on Xu Yunsheng, Li Xingfei and Liu Xiafeng.

Xu Yunsheng and Liu Xiafeng looked on at the maze in thoughtful silence, while Li Xingfei let out a quiet sigh. "After entering the maze, most likely, you can only rely on yourself and will be unable to cooperate or assist each other."

Her voice rang sweet and pleasing, but to the ears of those around her right now, decidedly less beautiful.

Xu Yunsheng turned and said calmly, "Although we are not entering one by one, but even if we enter together, we'll most probably be affected by the purple clouds within and be unable to communicate with or help each other."

The crowd stared at each other for a moment before turning to look at Lin Feng, unanimous.