Because the Huantian Ghost Palace was only open for a limited time, they had to leave before it closed again. Otherwise, they would be trapped inside for more than ten thousand years.
If one only occasionally entered the Huantian Ghost Palace, the chances of encountering the legendary Ghost King might not have been very high. But if one were trapped inside for ten thousand years, the odds of meeting the Ghost King would be far too great. In the past, some had failed to leave before it closed, yet no one had ever been heard of surviving until the next ten-thousand-year opening and walking out alive.
Thus, no one dared waste any time, and Ye Xiwen was no exception.
Moreover, he had to hurry and meet up with the Red-Robed Old Monster when the time came.
Whoosh!
Ye Xiwen's figure constantly darted through the Huantian Ghost Palace. Countless Wrathful Ghosts tried to surround and intercept him, but none of them were anywhere near as fast as he was. Even from afar, Ye Xiwen could sense endless ghostly qi steadily drawing closer.
"What is this?" Ye Xiwen immediately realized that he had entered an enormous fog-shrouded region. Visibility around him was less than a thousand meters. To mortals, that would already have been excellent visibility, but to Ye Xiwen, it had compressed his range of movement to the absolute minimum. Even the distance of a sudden lunge was greater than that. If anything happened, he might not even have time to react.
According to the map information left by the Red-Robed Old Monster, this should have been the most central Ghost Fog Region within the Huantian Ghost Palace. It could be said that seventy or eighty percent of the experts who entered the Huantian Ghost Palace perished in this Ghost Fog