Everyone looked at each other.
That was exactly what everyone had gone through.
"So what's the reason behind it?"
"This is exactly what it meant by ghost hitting walls!" Bai Muchuan looked at everyone in their eyes. "It is a manmade illusion similar to those tactical formations set up by Masters of Ancient Magical Arts and Divination—"
"…" This sounds so mysterious!
Everyone was speechless. They remained silent and shook their heads.
Their faces looked grim as the light from the fire pit reflected on their faces.
Bai Muchuan's burning gaze swept through everyone. "When humans walked on a route," he continued, "they tend to rely on their surrounding objects to continue. When there is a lack of obvious, identifiable objects, they will easily lose their direction and end up walking in circles.
