"I'll go!" Zheng Yang raised his eyebrows and strode forward.
Among the three of them, he was the only man, and no matter how dangerous it might be, he was determined to be at the forefront.
"Hmm!" Bai Xiaosheng nodded his head in satisfaction. Regardless of the ultimate potential of the individual, he quite liked this kind of determination.
As Zheng Yang walked forward, before he even reached the Wanxiang Map, he felt a powerful oppressive force bearing down on his spirit, suddenly finding himself in a special space.
Here, there were countless straight paths, interwoven into a web, dense and endless, each path identical and indistinguishable from the others, as if trapped within a huge chip with exact replicas of patterns everywhere, causing disorientation and a loss of direction.
