Everyone was excited and immediately ran toward the exit. Roger and Bai You were half a step slower, only following after they saw someone make it out safely.
The open path truly was the exit, with none of the other strange occurrences. As soon as the twenty people emerged, they found themselves on the broad platform—the entrance to Yang Valley.
Once they finally confirmed that they had all made it out unharmed, many of them breathed a sigh of relief. Their experience in Yin Valley had been truly harrowing. At the same time, though, they could not help finding the suddenly appearing exit strange. It did not seem like a way out Bai You had found; rather, it seemed as if the maze had restored itself.
"What just happened?" Roger asked.
Bai You frowned deeply. "The maze exposed the exit on its own."
"Could time have been the key?" Roger suddenly realized.
"Who knows?" Bai You replied darkly. Looking at the few people left, he grew irritated again. This was probably the Mysterious Family's greatest loss ever.
"Are we continuing?" Roger looked at the platform beneath his feet, his expression complicated.
Bai You turned and stared directly at him. "Of course."
Without any hesitation, under Bai You's forceful stance, the members of both families continued onward toward Yang Valley despite their heavy losses.
At this time, within the former site of the Fire Tribe, a Fire Tribe member jogged up to Yan Liang.
"Young Master, those people escaped," he reported, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Yan Liang froze for a moment before asking, "How many are left?"
"About twenty," the man answered.
Yan Liang sneered. "We only sealed off the paths, yet so many still died. Those Four Side Gates are really getting worse with age."
The reporting man raised