Fang Qingyu stopped in his tracks, his gaze sweeping over the three Grandmasters, his molten gold eyes appearing particularly profound under the soft white light: "Split up."
"Split up?" Yue Zhen and the other two were simultaneously taken aback.
"This damned place is like a maze; if we follow one path to the end, who knows when we'll reach it." Fang Qingyu's tone was calm yet contained an indisputable resolve, "The path they've provided, we're not taking it. We'll forge our own path, find the core as quickly as possible."
He pointed to the side wall of the corridor, covered with pulsating roots, appearing incomparably solid.
"I'll go this way."
Fang Qingyu pointed to a direction towards the left front.
It was the approximate location he judged based on the last signal disappearance from Su Wanqing's locator.
"You three, go the other way, search for Grandmaster Chen's and another's location." He pointed to the right front.
