Chapter 45 Mirror Lake Divine Palace, Their Own Schemes

The group walked through the forest.

This mountain had long been untraversed, the original stone steps had decayed and weathered, covered by countless vines and wild grasses.

Wei Dongliu held the Menghuan Sword in the palm of his hand, guiding everyone in the direction the sword tip pointed, sometimes climbing upwards, sometimes moving sideways, and at times even turning around to walk downwards.

"Wei Daoist friend, are you sure?" Long Xiaoqi suddenly said, "If my memory serves me right, it seems we have turned back."

"Long Daoist friend," Wei Dongliu spoke gently, "the magnetic field here is chaotic, what you think is a straight path is actually circling back and forth."

"Instead of trusting your own sense of direction, why not trust my Palm Sword, how about it?"

"Um," Long Xiaoqi said no more, as if he had just asked casually.