Zhang Yuanfeng and Hua Rou nodded to everyone.
Without further hesitation, after greeting Zhu Fei, they each followed their instincts and walked into three different doors.
As Zhang Yuanfeng and the others gradually disappeared from sight, Zhu Fei couldn't help but touch his chin, muttering to himself: "Hmm, if my guess is correct, then the time should be about right."
"Boom!"
Just as Zhu Fei finished speaking, the last door in front of him also started to slowly open.
As soon as the door opened, Zhu Fei sensed a dense aura of death emanating from inside.
Whistling gusts of wind and black mist spread out, resembling the Netherworld Hell.
"Hmm, it seems my previous feeling was indeed correct. The three doors Zhang Yuanfeng and the others entered should be the real treasure maze, whereas mine..."
As he muttered to himself, a golden light suddenly flashed in Zhu Fei's eyes.
