The maze grew stranger the deeper they went. But surprisingly, Feng Jiao Xue and Mo Tianze no longer encountered anymore danger.
Easily walking near the exit of the maze. It also seems as if the contestants here are getting thinner and thinner because they no longer encountered some in passing. Wether it means that they have passed or have been eliminated? There's a fifty-fifty chance for either.
The vines no longer struck at them, and the beasts that once hid in the shadows, waiting for their prey or prowling about seemed to vanish. What remained was an unnatural silence, peaceful but the atmosphere was as heavy as stone. Every step echoed against moss and dirt as if the world around them had been hollowed out.
Feng Jiao Xue's breath misted in the air, though no cold wind brushed her skin. Her instincts screamed that something was wrong. The quiet pressed on her ears until even Mo Tianze's steady steps behind her sounded too loud.
