As soon as he stepped into the hall, the void around him changed.
The next moment, Tang Hao appeared in another space.
He looked around and found himself in a wide corridor, with tall, dark walls on both sides.
There was a deathly silence, not a single sound.
Tang Hao even used a spell on purpose, but there was still no movement.
"In this immortal-binding array, the sound shouldn't be able to travel far."
Then, Tang Hao tried to release his divine sense again, but there was a strange force that suppressed it. It could not reach out at all.
Tang Hao paced back and forth in the same spot. He was not in a hurry to explore further. Instead, he sat down and muttered to himself.
"This immortal-binding array is a maze-type array. I've seen many of such arrays. The maze array in the star-picking painting and the eight trigrams sky array in the tianlao sacred mountain are the same."
