The moment they stepped into the maze, the entrance behind them vanished like melting ice cream. Smooth walls flickered with tadpole-like runes emitting a faint green light, and within the shifting glow, countless eyes seemed to peer out from the shadows, resembling a scene straight out of a horror film.
The air was thick with a stale, decaying odor reminiscent of an ancient tomb, drilling straight into their noses and causing nausea.
Lu Yao's heart tightened, an ominous premonition creeping over her mind, as if they had mistakenly wandered into some forbidden sanctuary where no one should ever tread.
Chapter 49