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The area within a hundred miles of the maze realm was covered in white mist. They couldn't see anything but the white bones within a few feet of them.

These bones made Qin Ziheng's scalp tingle.

They didn't find the full moon in the sea of trees after four hours, and were always in the maze realm.

Yan Qingyi and the others had always thought that they were walking in a straight line. However