Xiao Ming's brows furrowed slightly, lingering doubt still clouding his mind as he considered Xue Mao's words.
However, regardless of whether the little beast's claims held true, his next course of action remained unchanged—he had to locate the others.
The process could be swift, or it could stretch on indefinitely. It was purely a matter of luck and probability.
If fortune favored him, he would run into someone within an hour of exploring the secret realm. But if fate took a cruel turn, he might end up stumbling into one of the dark mazes hidden within the realm.
Those places were infamous for ensnaring cultivators, turning fleeting moments into endless days, and if things truly spiraled out of control, he could even find himself trapped indefinitely.
To avoid such a perilous fate, his best option was to keep moving, navigating the terrain while remaining vigilant.
"Hmm…" Xiao Ming exhaled softly, his gaze sharpening.
