Strange Mist, Peculiar Old Man

Within the secret realm, Chen Ze and the others continued exploring in every direction, searching for opportunities that might still exist within it.

At the same time, he kept gathering the Doppelgangers he had previously sent out separately.

However, after exploring for half a day, aside from the stone stele, the Crystal Ball, and a foolish giant monster they had found earlier, they discovered nothing else.

Most of the scattered Doppelgangers had also returned empty-handed.

But as time continued to pass, the light within the secret realm grew increasingly dim, as though a layer of mysterious mist had enveloped them.

"Master, this mist seems a little strange?" At that moment, one Doppelganger seemed to have noticed something and spoke with a frown.

Hearing this, Chen Ze stopped and stared into the ever-thickening mist. "What did you find?"

"Master, although this mist looks ordinary, I have a feeling it is deliberately blocking our vision," the Doppelganger said gravely.

At the Doppelganger's words, a trace of doubt arose in Chen Ze's heart. He slowly released his divine sense, extending it into the depths of the mist like tentacles.

Yet the result of his divine-sense probe was utter blankness. Everything seemed perfectly normal.

It was only a little too normal.

With a thought, Chen Ze released another thread of spiritual power.

However, his spiritual power quickly vanished without a trace within the mist, as though some mysterious force had swallowed it whole.

Chen Ze was immediately alarmed. "Let me take another look with Heavenly Eye."

Both his divine sense and spiritual power had inexplicably lost their effect. Chen Ze suspected that they might have entered some kind of illusion.

Yet even after he had used Heavenly Eye for quite some time, it gave no feedback at all.

"Even Heavenly Eye has failed?" Chen