Throughout the journey, the group had long since deviated from their planned path, with no idea how many forks they had taken or which labyrinth they had entered. Anyway, this was not the road that led to the deepest part.
Lin Hao and Mo Changfeng had, of course, noticed this a long time ago. It's just that Lin Hao didn't let Mo Changfeng speak up.
Now, watching these five idiots who only realized what was going on later, Mo Changfeng was so angry he could hardly let it out, his eyes bulging like lanterns: "Ghost my ass! Where in this world do ghosts come from?! I've lived so long and seen all kinds of things, ghosts? Haha! Let me tell you, I'm hungry now!"
Mo Changfeng, huffing and puffing with rage, had of course forgotten about the Ghost Gate by now. Ghosts? Those things from Ghost Gate that you couldn't tell if they were human or ghost, they must have been created by people!
