"Then we'll act separately," Xu Zimo said.
"You take the ancient tree; I'll take the Stone Tablet."
"Don't die, at least not before the array is broken," Bai Tihe said with a smile.
"Even if you die, I won't," Xu Zimo replied.
After the two parted ways, Xu Zimo headed southeast.
He discovered that this so-called maze only occupied the central region.
As he continued forward, the area grew wider and wider.
Light began to appear ahead.
Xu Zimo stepped out of the tunnel, and the oppressive feeling immediately vanished. What appeared before him was a desolate, abandoned world.
Xu Zimo looked up. The sky was a dim gray.
As though it were covered by dark clouds.
Ahead, beneath his feet, the yellow-earth ruins and the land itself were filled with deathly silence.
Several Ghost Claw Trees grew there, each one gloomy and terrifying.
Their trunks seemed long dead, with only aged bark slowly peeling away.
Several crows stared at passing creatures with gloomy eyes, their gazes grim and stern.
They shook their wings, and several black feathers drifted gently down.
Xu Zimo walked forward, dry leaves crunching beneath his feet.
The next moment, those crows descended like grim reapers and pounced upon him.
Their wings were like long blades, their feathers like knife edges.
As they swept through the void, it was sliced into fragments as easily as tofu.
Xu Zimo gripped Overlord Shadow and slashed out.
Countless crows shrieked as they were annihilated beneath his blade.
Yet the next moment, the black gas annihilated in the void transformed into new crows.
One split into two, two split into four.
They were impossible to kill completely, and their numbers only grew.
Xu Zimo could not be bothered wasting time on them. He sprinted into the distance, seeking the Stone