Han Xuhan wasn't particularly surprised by the twists and turns that took place after their teleportation. Part of it was his plan, after all.
When their vision returned, they found themselves out of the stadium, ejected into the fog gently the way one would leap down from the top of a staircase.
Upon landing on his feet, Han Xuhan realized that there were a few tiny orbs containing minuscule law fragments hovering around them like satellites, maintaining a radius of about two meters.
The ever-present, all-invasive fog could not get past this small, spherical area created by the circling orbs. For as long as these tiny orbs spun around them, they would be safe from the poison, it seemed.
Relieved upon finding this extra layer of protection, Han Xuhan took a good look at their surroundings.
They were standing in front of a small signboard, barely visible in the fog. It read:
