"Here it comes! We've entered the maze, it's within my grasp." The Daoist suddenly called out softly, his face filled with excitement.
The enchanting woman was also filled with excitement.
...
Qi Haoxuan was utterly confused. How did everyone disappear as soon as he turned around?
He considered himself quite familiar with this small forest, but why did it feel so unfamiliar now? Moreover, the light around him was getting darker and darker. It wasn't even noon yet, but it felt like night was falling.
Qi Haoxuan slung the bow and arrow over his back and drew the dagger from his waist, cautiously moving forward.
The surroundings grew darker, causing some uneasiness to rise in Qi Haoxuan's heart.
Just then, a faint light appeared in the dimness ahead.
A warm and softly glowing pale yellow light seemed to beckon him closer.
Qi Haoxuan quickened his pace towards the light.
As he drew closer, he was astonished to find it was a lamp, a Glazed Lamp.
