Stepping into Bixue Hall, Qi Yun felt his body begin to plummet, falling into a boundless, vast space.
Below him, a maze so vast it was heart-stopping rapidly grew larger.
Countless massive crystal walls, hundreds of feet tall, smooth as mirrors, and refracting a hazy mirage-like aura, crisscrossed to form a boundless, bizarre world of glittering crystal.
Over a thousand Outer Mansion Disciples fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot, scattering as they were randomly thrown into every corner of the maze.
The moment he fell into the giant maze, a thick, pale white mist suddenly rose from below, gently cradling Qi Yun, negating the force of his fall and allowing him to land steadily.
"How thoughtful..."
Qi Yun raised an eyebrow. He had already been preparing to form a spell and transform into a Clear Wind to negate the fall.
'Looks like the Holy Sect has some conscience after all.'
