Black Sheep watched the “Participants” before him with an impassive gaze. They seemed to be using some opportunistic method to allow everyone to obtain “Echo.”

He was taking advantage of this time to roughly discern who the leadership figures were and who could serve as cannon fodder.

After all, if it really came to fighting Heavenly-Ox to the death, both meat shields and weapons would be absolutely essential.

“That’s about it.” Su Shan nodded and said to everyone, “I can see ‘ripples’ on all of you. As long as you remain firm in your resolve, you’ll find that you can still use ‘Echo.'”

As she spoke, she felt something unusual happening with her eyes. Yan Zhichun also noticed that her pupils were now gleaming like gemstones.

Su Shan paused. She was actually beginning to see faint “ripples” on everyone’s bodies.

What was going on?

Although she had told everyone that they had “ripples,” she had always felt like she was lying. Why could she now see the “ripples” herself?

Ever since the “Giant Bell” was destroyed, it seemed like everyone’s abilities had become strange.

“Let’s go once you’re ready.” Black Sheep turned around and walked toward the room where Qinglong was located.

After taking just a few steps, an old, worn door to Black Sheep’s right front slowly opened, and Qi Xia led his group out.

He and Black Sheep exchanged glances. Both their expressions were complex, as if they wanted to say something, yet nothing was convenient to say at this moment.

Black Sheep slowly bowed his head, nodding at Qi Xia before continuing to walk straight ahead.

Qi Xia’s gaze also moved away from Black Sheep and swept over the numerous “Extreme Path” members behind him. As expected, Qian Wu was among them.

“Qian Wu…”

“Alright.” Qi Xia nodded. “Then let Qinglong enjoy himself properly.”

After Qi Xia finished speaking, he looked behind Qian Wu, and his gaze quickly settled on that strange old man.

This was also the first time in a long while that Qi Xia had been stunned in place.

Everything had clearly proceeded according to plan, yet in such a meticulous plan… it seemed a flaw, neither large nor small, had appeared.

What a ridiculous coincidence—this old man whom he had personally killed turned out to be a member of “Extreme Path.”

Someone he was supposed to kill with his own hands had been revived by his own subconscious.

Would this flaw… lead to some unpredictable consequences?

If there was really a possibility of problems arising, he wouldn’t mind killing this old man again right now in front of all the “Extreme Path” members.

Even if everyone else’s actions were advancing along predetermined tracks under the influence of various destinies, this old man was the exception.

He might be the only variable in this entire plan.

But after killing him… how would he stabilize the other “Extreme Path” members’ resolve to face death?

“Wait…” Qi Xia frowned and pondered for a moment. Combining it with Chen Junnan’s earlier situation, if this old man was resurrected now, it meant his memories should be incomplete.

There was a high probability he didn’t remember what he had dug up…

In other words, the situation was safe for now.

“Old Qi, what are you looking at?” Chen Junnan asked.

“I’m looking at the probability of victory,” Qi Xia answered. “I hope no flaws will emerge.”

After saying this, Qi Xia took a step forward, deliberately walking in front of the old man.

The old man merely glanced at Qi Xia casually without noticing anything unusual. The group just hurried past Qi Xia like this. Those who were acquainted only exchanged glances with Qi Xia, and only Qian Wu remained in place.

After greeting Zhoumo and the others, he stood beside Qi Xia, seemingly waiting for something.

Once the crowd had dispersed, Qi Xia turned his face and discovered that beside the door across from him stood Baiyang’s ethereal form.

That form said nothing, only quietly watching him.

Combined with the unexpectedly appearing old man just now, an uneasy feeling began spreading through Qi Xia’s heart.

“What I hate most in this life is things that exceed my expectations…”

“What are you muttering about, Old Qi?” Chen Junnan asked from behind.

“Chen Junnan…” Qi Xia called out.

“What’s up?”

“Am I crazy?” Qi Xia asked.

After hearing this, Chen Junnan turned to look at Qiao Jiajin beside him. The two weren’t quite sure how to answer Qi Xia’s question.

Did he think he was normal?

“Hey… how… how presumptuous, eh?” Chen Junnan said with a smile. “Old Qi, do you feel something’s not quite right with yourself?”

“I keep seeing dirty things that shouldn’t appear,” Qi Xia answered.

“You’re sick then.” Chen Junnan waved his hand. “I think you should find a place to sit for a while. Have you been exercising too much?”

Qi Xia furrowed his brows slightly after hearing this, because he really couldn’t find any logical connection in Chen Junnan’s words: “What does this have to do with exercising too much?”

“Illness lies in exercise,” Chen Junnan replied.

The atmosphere fell silent for a few seconds.

“Uh…” Qiao Jiajin scratched his head. “Junnan boy, the version we heard seems a bit different, eh…”

“Old Qiao, say less.”

“Oh.”

Qi Xia reached up and stroked his chin, then looked again at Baiyang’s phantom before him, feeling that he should be right at the critical point of going mad, and he was seeing Baiyang more and more frequently.

“I actually think you’re right,” Qi Xia said to Chen Junnan.

“Of course.” Chen Junnan nodded. “This young master is always right.”

“I’m indeed not suited for exercise right now.” Qi Xia turned to look at Qian Wu. “I’m entrusting Fist to you. Just proceed as agreed.”

“Alright.”

“Baa?” Qiao Jiajin froze. “As agreed?”

Qi Xia took a deep breath and said, “I’m preparing to stay here alone and wait for someone. Now isn’t the time for me to act. I must ensure no other accidents occur.”

“Then we…?”

“You can choose to stay or move freely,” Qi Xia said. “Fist, if you want to kill Qinglong, go with Qian Wu.”

“Kill Qinglong…” After hearing this, Qiao Jiajin turned to look at Qian Wu. “Just by going with you… I can go fight Qinglong?”

“Yes,” Qian Wu answered.

“Qinglong should be the big boss on this train, right? As long as we can take down Qinglong, everything ends?” Qiao Jiajin asked again.

“That’s right.” Qi Xia nodded. “For you all, it will indeed be over. I still have my own matters to handle. Fist, do you remember the two-character ‘surprise move’ I told you about?”

“I remember.” Qiao Jiajin nodded and pointed at his temple. “Liar boy, my memory is still very good. I’m relying on my memory to repay both debts and grudges.”

“Good…” Qi Xia paused and said, “You’ve worked hard all this time.”

“No worries.” Qiao Jiajin smiled. “After being a guest here for so long, I can finally spar with the top person. I couldn’t ask for more. Liar boy, just take a nap here. When you wake up, Qinglong will already be dead.”