Yuan Xi glanced at Bei Chenzhu and the others watching the show by the entrance, exchanged a look with Tan Yueqing, and the two of them took the initiative to plunge into the pile of puppets.
Watching the two gradually draw apart as they fought, Bei Chenzhu feared that Yuan Xi and Tan Yueqing would beat them to the ruins. Only then did he lower his fan. "Move!"
With Bei Chenzhu and the others' help, the group finally reached the heart of the yellow-sand castle half an hour later.
The central hall was enormous, stretching beyond sight. Numerous low yellow-sand walls crisscrossed the area, while a thin mist blanketed the surroundings and concealed what lay beyond the walls.
Bei Chenzhu watched for a long while before asking in confusion, "Is this a maze?"
He glanced at the people behind him. "Does anyone know how to break through maze obstacles?"
The cultivators behind him all remained silent.
Bei Chenzhu frowned as he considered a way to break the deadlock, but Yuan Xi volunteered, stepping forward. "I know a little about dispelling illusions and obstacles. I can go ahead and try."
With someone willingly offering herself as a pathfinding stone, Bei Chenzhu was naturally delighted. "This place is perilous beyond measure. Fellow Daoist Tan's old injuries have yet to heal, so we will watch over her. Fellow Daoist Yuan need not worry."
Yuan Xi replied coolly, "Naturally, I trust Fellow Daoist Bei."
No one here was a fool.
Bei Chenzhu was not stopping Tan Yueqing from scouting because he truly cared about her safety. Rather, the maze was too vast, and the conditions within were impossible to predict.
If Tan Yueqing and Yuan Xi went scouting together, they might vanish without a trace.
Keeping Tan Yueqing behind meant holding a hostage, ensuring