"Hmm. The airspace restriction here is indeed much stronger. It seems impossible to cross these cliffs as I wish. Looks like I can only search slowly for a route along the canyon."
Although Qin Fengming had not held out much hope, his heart still sank after learning the truth.
From his conversation with the withered old Ghost Cultivator, Qin Fengming had learned that the guards appearing in this maze were generally extremely unpredictable. Thus, while moving through the maze, he had to remain constantly vigilant.
After taking out a simple, ancient shield, Qin Fengming turned and began slowly searching his way forward along the canyon.
After advancing only twenty-odd yards, a three-way intersection appeared before Qin Fengming.
Looking at the fork ahead, Qin Fengming could not help stopping.
Since this was a place where a maze and an illusion array coexisted, Qin Fengming naturally proceeded with caution. He spread his divine sense over the fork before him. For a full incense stick's time, he did not move at all.
After a long while, a trace of amusement suddenly appeared on Qin Fengming's youthful face.
As the smile emerged, Qin Fengming charged without hesitation into one of the canyons. In only a moment, he disappeared into the gloomy mist ahead, leaving no trace behind.
Just now, at that enormous three-way intersection, Qin Fengming had discovered an extremely faint energy fluctuation at the entrance of one canyon. Although the fluctuation had vanished in a flash, Qin Fengming, whose divine sense was fully concentrated, had still caught it.
With Qin Fengming's experience, he could determine that the extremely weak energy fluctuation should be the activation point of the illusion array here.
Qin Fengming did not know whether this move of his was correct, but he was certain that within such a range, even