Zhou Leng said to Changfeng Zhige, "I'm leaving. Remember to help me find the Cyan Flame. You go in this direction, and I'll go in the other direction."
"Then I'll use a spell on my demon spirit bird, even if the distance is too far for us to communicate, that spell will alert you when I've found it."
"Does this trial affect communication spells like demon spirit bird?"
"Yes, I've already lost contact with my classmates," Changfeng Zhige said.
"Alright, see you later. Protect the heart of the maze."
Changfeng Zhige smiled and said, "No one dares to seize the heart of the maze from the Three High Towers."
Zhou Leng left, running in one direction.
The demon spirit bird of Changfeng Zhige landed on Zhou Leng's shoulder.
The maze constantly changes, affecting the sensory capabilities of demon spirit masters.
Zhou Leng could see through the illusion maze within a certain range, but the maze kept changing, constantly rerouting.
