"After we go in, this Communicator might not be any use," Nie Xuan said. "Maybe we can still contact the game platform."
No one knew where this Chaos Space had come from or what conditions were like inside, so it was also possible that their game panels wouldn't open.
Xu Huo took the Communicator and slipped it into his pocket. He followed Nie Xuan through the crack, with the three people Nie Xuan had chosen behind him. The others, along with Yu Qingqing and the rest, waited outside.
Standing outside and entering were two entirely different things. As soon as Xu Huo stepped into the Chaos Space, he felt pressure coming at him from every direction.
Normally, Space Rays had to reach the point of forming a spatial barrier before they noticeably affected people. They were like anything else in the air—even the air itself was threaded with rays, but people couldn't feel them. Inside, however, the air was filled with a heavy sensation, as if the gray fog had gained weight and was pressing down on them.
Xu Huo and Nie Xuan could distinguish Space Rays, so avoiding areas where the rays were chaotic or where intersecting rays looked likely to collide wasn't a problem. They made their way along the street, winding this way and that.
The monitor's view was limited by the fog, so it couldn't capture much. Xu Huo and the others had taken a few detours to avoid places with especially dense Space Rays, and ended up circling to the edge of the street, where they glimpsed some buildings hidden in the fog.
According to the monitor's analysis of the buildings' materials, the city was at least two hundred years old.
"Two hundred years ago? Did the game already exist?" Nie Xuan asked.
"It probably