Now, let's talk about Jiang Feng at this moment.
He was surrounded by a vast expanse of white mist.
Logically speaking, the scope of this mist shouldn't be large, yet he couldn't see the end for a while.
It was as if he wasn't standing at the entrance of the Xiang Family's old residence but had been transported to some isolated, mist-covered wilderness.
"Interesting."
Jiang Feng chuckled playfully; he really didn't expect that Uncle Jie could activate such a powerful array, which finally made it somewhat worthwhile.
At that moment, he took a few steps forward, squinted his eyes, and stared deeply into the thick white mist in all directions.
His sight penetrated everything, finally seeing in the depths of the vast mist, there were six positions, each with a large door.
There were six doors in total, made of unknown materials, five of which were closed, and only one was open.
A sense of desolation and antiquity lingered in the wilderness.
