After speaking, Xiao Ye furrowed his brows and looked at Little White.
This labyrinth was just too large and complex, filled with numerous mechanisms, and he felt that relying solely on strength would not be enough to get out.
"Whoo whoo!" Little White stood up on Xiao Ye’s shoulder, its nostrils flaring for a long while before it finally shook its head, its spirited eyes filled with confusion.
In this eerie labyrinth, even its keen sense of smell was useless.
"Alright." Xiao Ye helplessly stroked Little White’s head, not having held much hope to begin with.
Afterwards, Xiao Ye looked around and continued to choose a broad stone path to rush forward.
Time silently passed by, and the disciples who had the strength to pass the labyrinth’s entrance examination had almost all entered, totaling just over two thousand people, directly eliminating ten thousand. Among the disciples watching the examination, a huge uproar arose.
The examination of the Earth Hall was just too difficult; ten thousand people couldn’t even push open the main gate, and it was hard to imagine what kind of difficulties still existed within the labyrinth.
What shocked everyone the most was the new disciple from Yellow Hall who had actually rushed into the labyrinth and exhibited strength surpassing most of the Xuanzi Hall disciples.
This news spread with astonishing speed throughout the entire Holy Palace.
Because of Little White’s incident, many people in the Holy Palace already knew about Xiao Ye, and after this event, even more people firmly remembered his name.
Xiao Ye’s fame resounded for the first time throughout the Holy Palace.
"Xiao Ye, I hope you have good luck and can discover the special aspects of this labyrinth!" Tian Jiu muttered as he looked in the direction of the labyrinth.
The labyrinth was eerily quiet; Xiao Ye stopped in a certain area and looked at the tall stone wall blocking the path ahead, cursing aloud.
This was already the fifth time he had reached a dead end, encountering many dangers on the road and wasting four hours of time.
"I refuse to believe we can’t find a way out!" Xiao Ye fiercely gritted his teeth and turned back along the stone path to the starting point.
At this time, besides Xiao Ye, there were seven or eight hundred disciples standing at the starting position, their faces filled with anger, obviously having reached dead ends like Xiao Ye and returned to the starting point.
"Xiao Ye, you damn mongrel, how dare you deliberately lead us to a dead end!"
The moment Xiao Ye appeared, six youths rushed out from these disciples, their eyes flashing with towering icy coldness, staring fiercely at Xiao Ye.
Xiao Ye swept his gaze over them and instantly gave a cold laugh.
These six Xuanzi Hall youths were the very ones he had led to a dead end using the Virtual Outer Body Technique, where they were ambushed by rat-like Ferocious Beasts.
Unexpectedly, he had encountered them here.
"You followed me on your own, reaching the dead end, and yet you blame me? If you weren’t greedy, how could this have happened?" Xiao Ye spoke indifferently, fearless and composed.
"You!" Upon hearing Xiao Ye’s words, the six young men were red with anger but speechless.
Indeed, in their hearts, they all harbored the thought of coveting Little White, which led them to follow Xiao Ye as if possessed by a ghost.
"Hmph, Xiao Ye, no matter what you say today, we will not let you off easily!" A youth, burly as a Demon God, stepped forward with a terrifying King Realm rising behind him, his greedy gaze landing on Little White on Xiao Ye’s shoulder.
"Yes, we will never let you go!" The other five youths also shouted angrily, their powerful momentum flaring as they prepared to strike at Xiao Ye.
"Then come and try. I want to see if the strength of you disciples from Xuanzi Hall is as invincible as your shamelessness!"
Xiao Ye’s face was full of mockery, unfazed with black hair wildly fluttering, his eyes weaving brilliant Divine Patterns, confronting the six youths from afar, his body radiating a golden brilliance, like a golden War God, holding up a golden Domain.
"Are we going to fight now?" Other disciples upon seeing this scene couldn’t help but wear a peculiar expression.
Xiao Ye was merely a new disciple from Yellow Hall, who had entered the Holy Palace for only a year, yet had demonstrated extraordinary strength by passing through the labyrinth gate.
But those present were elites from Xuanzi Hall; none were weaklings.
And yet, Xiao Ye dared to face these six youths alone, a courage truly uncommon.
As the momentum in the field climbed to its peak and everyone’s nerves were stretched tight, a clear laughter rang out, like a heavy hammer fiercely striking everyone’s soul, shattering the stand-off between Xiao Ye and the six youths.
"Ha ha, Junior Brother Xiao Ye’s talent is unrivaled. Having been in the Holy Palace for nearly a year, he has shown such strength, naturally, he is a rare peerless genius in this world. Why bother stooping to their level?"
With this clear voice sounding, the expressions of many disciples in the field slightly changed, especially the six youths confronting Xiao Ye, who looked even more odd.
Xiao Ye looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a slender, long-haired, and refined-looking young man approaching with a gentle smile on his face.
He too was a disciple of Xuanzi Hall, but unlike the others, he wore a Star Robe, filled with the essence of the Dao.
Even the tone of this disciple’s words carried a power that shook the soul.
Xiao Ye’s pupils contracted; his instinct told him that the newcomer was extremely powerful, and even Little White on his shoulder quieted down, its bright eyes showing a hint of solemnity.
With the arrival of this disciple, the field fell into a deathly silence, every disciple from Xuanzi Hall wearing a respectful expression.
"Hmpf, you six wastes harboring malicious intentions against Junior Brother Xiao Ye are now pushing the blame onto him when in danger? It’s truly a disgrace to our Xuanzi Hall, just leave, or I won’t mind teaching you a lesson!"
"Yes... Yes, Senior Brother Li, we will leave now!" Faced with the rebuke from the youth, the six disciples trembled, bowing respectfully before quickly turning to leave, disappearing from Xiao Ye’s sight like lightning.
At the same time, several hundred disciples who were originally spectating also dispersed, as if fleeing from a calamity.
Watching the scene clear out, Xiao Ye felt anything but relaxed; instead, he grew more oppressed.
The man was a stranger to him with tremendous strength, stepping in to help for no reason, surely harboring some intentions—Xiao Ye didn’t believe in such good fortune without cause.
With this thought, Xiao Ye watched the mysterious young man warily.