"Let's take a look around and see if we can gain anything else!" Wang Zijia suggested, but what he truly desired was to find other newcomers who still retained their sanity.
There had been numerous people who initially entered the Ginseng Garden, including geniuses from various sects, even those who had Dao Seeds. He did not believe that all of them had silently succumbed without even surviving the first wave of identity shift.
Such people should know a lot!
Number 13 and Number 2 had no clues at all, so they followed Wang Zijia upon hearing this.
However, after casually wandering through three streets, the dreary sky started to darken visibly, the light diminishing perceptibly.
The relatively normal streets around them began to take on an eerie darkness, and the blood-red lanterns lined up on both sides of the street started to light up one by one.
