"We can't afford to offend this person. Otherwise, the consequences will be endless. Let's quit while we're ahead, so we don't ruin our plans." The woman called Sister Lan snapped.
The Biyu Maze the two women had mentioned was a vast natural formation. Ripples of jade-green water shimmered in the air, layer upon layer. Some were as thin as a cicada's wing, while others were several feet thick.
As far as the eye could see, jade-green waves rippled everywhere. The sky and the ground were the same color.
"Woof, woof!" The little white dog barked excitedly.
It seemed the woman hadn't been lying. Shan Bing—that is, Xiang Qingcheng—had really come here. Lu Xiaotian's face showed a joy he could scarcely conceal, especially since the little white dog's reaction confirmed his guess. If she merely looked like Xiang Qingcheng but had a different aura, the little white dog wouldn't have reacted this way.
Lu Xiaotian paced around the edge of the maze for a while, but found nothing unusual. It seemed possible to enter from anywhere, without obstruction.
Lu Xiaotian furrowed his brow and thought for a moment. Then he flickered forward and passed through a layer of jade-green water curtain.
Before him lay layer upon layer of overlapping jade-green curtains. Some were dozens of miles apart, while others stood no more than a fist's breadth apart. His spiritual sense and vision could pass through the curtains.
But once they entered the water curtains, the little white dog seemed completely bewildered. These curtains could actually block out auras.
Even Tracking Dogs had times when their abilities were useless. Lu Xiaotian smiled and offered a few words of comfort to the dejected little white dog, then beckoned it back into his possession.
From time to time, demons fought and shattered layer after