With a flip of his right hand, a large ball of Spiritual Fire surged to life in Xiao Chen's palm.
He then casually tossed it forward. Under the influence of the Demonic Qi, the Spiritual Fire—originally the size of a millstone—rapidly began to shrink.
It traveled less than ten zhang before shrinking to the size of a walnut, then was quickly snuffed out.
And the deeper he went into the palace, the denser the surrounding Demonic Qi became.
Xiao Chen's range of vision grew shorter, gradually shrinking from an initial ten-some zhang to only about a single zhang.
Beyond that range, it was pitch-black; he couldn't see a thing.
If he hadn't found a winding corridor right from the start, he would likely be lost by now.
However, with the Demonic Qi obscuring their vision, almost no one realized at first that they had unknowingly wandered into a maze.
This, however, did not include the Demon Cultivators from the Divine Fire Sect.
