Yan Zhichun had long ago heard from Baiyang about similar situations. This Black-Sheep would use any means necessary to take Heavenly-Ox’s life, and when the time came, would unhesitatingly throw the bodies of “Extreme Path” members as weapons at Heavenly-Ox.

Although the “Extreme Path” members would all die here sooner or later, this method of dying was truly something many people couldn’t accept.

Since the mission had to be completed no matter what, they could only adjust their thinking.

“I’ll enter first,” Yan Zhichun said.

After hearing this, the “Extreme Path” members all looked toward her. They not only didn’t want to enter first themselves, they even less wanted Yan Zhichun to enter first.

Once Yan Zhichun died, “Extreme Path” could be said to be a group of dragons without a head. The situation would be even more troublesome than now.

“I object,” Jiang Ruoxue said. “Zhichun, you go stand aside. I’ll enter first.”

“You…” Yan Zhichun turned back to look at her with an angry face, saying in a low voice, “Now is not the time to fool around. Only if I enter first will others follow me.”

“I won’t,” Jiang Ruoxue also said somewhat angrily. “If you enter first, I’ll turn around and leave. Handle it yourself.”

“Ruoxue!”

“Don’t you want to keep an eye on Black-Sheep?” Jiang Ruoxue continued asking in a low voice. “He’s going last… is he trying to pull something? If we all enter the door and he directly locks the door, what do we do?”

After hearing this, Yan Zhichun paused slightly, feeling Jiang Ruoxue’s words had some merit. Baiyang had only said this Black-Sheep would “use any means necessary,” but to what extent would his methods go?

Send all of “Extreme Path” out as vanguard troops, use various “Echoes” to injure Heavenly-Ox… and then Black-Sheep would reap the benefits?

“But…” Yan Zhichun wanted to argue a couple more times, but thinking carefully about it, there really wasn’t a better method.

“Let’s settle it like this, little sister.” Old Sun also waved his hand and said. “Little Jiang and I will go in together. If something happens, I can look after things. You’re responsible for holding the rear for all of us.”

Dozens of people lined up in formation, led by Old Sun and Jiang Ruoxue, and on the spot walked into that bottomless staircase.

Black-Sheep stood on the side watching everyone with cold eyes as if it had nothing to do with him. Yan Zhichun couldn’t read anything from his expression.

Although she had spent seven years with Baiyang, she still couldn’t read information from a goat’s face.

“It’s difficult for us to be frank with each other, isn’t it?” Black-Sheep stared at Yan Zhichun and asked softly.

“The reason we can appear here together, isn’t it all because of Baiyang?” Yan Zhichun said. “I don’t understand you, yet I’m still willing to bring my people to fight alongside you, completely out of trust for Baiyang, not you.”

“Same for me,” Black-Sheep nodded. “Never mind you ordinary ‘Participants,’ even if we’re fellow students of Brother Yang, I’ll still fight when I should fight, kill when I should kill.”

Yan Zhichun stared into Black-Sheep’s eyes, then suddenly changed the subject and asked: “So why do you need to enter the door last? Do you really expect these ‘ordinary Participants’ in your words to give Heavenly-Ox a show of force?”

“Not entirely,” Black-Sheep answered. “Letting Heavenly-Ox kill a few people can indeed consume some of her conviction, but these ‘Participants’ still aren’t enough. If she wants to kill you all, she might not use ‘Immortal Arts’ at all.”

“So what are you thinking?” Yan Zhichun looked at the crowd advancing forward. Now only a small portion remained.

“I’m worried about ‘moles,'” Black-Sheep said truthfully. “I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but in my view, the ‘own people’ in your team don’t seem very familiar with each other. Along our journey, not even a few people opened their mouths to talk… Do they really know each other?”

“Your feeling is correct,” Yan Zhichun nodded. “Many people in this organization don’t know each other. This is a ‘Solitary Organization’ established by a ‘Solitary Person.'”

“Good… this means that even if a ‘mole’ is mixed into the team, you as the leader have no way to know the other party’s identity, right?” Black-Sheep asked again.

“Yes, but I feel this kind of worry is somewhat excessive.”

“How excessive?”

Yan Zhichun sighed: “Since I gathered everyone, every step I’ve taken has been deadly. To infiltrate this kind of organization is equivalent to directly sentencing oneself to death. I can’t think of what the meaning would be.”

“That reason is indeed good,” Black-Sheep nodded. “But I can only be as careful as possible.”

“So standing last is what kind of ‘careful’?” Yan Zhichun said. “After everyone enters the door, you’ll be able to know who the ‘mole’ is?”

“Best if there isn’t one,” Black-Sheep said. “What I’m worried about is someone closing this door early, leaving us isolated and helpless, unable to retreat.”

“What…? Unable to retreat…?”

Black-Sheep turned his head, staring at Yan Zhichun with bright yellow eyes, saying with a completely serious face: “This door only leads to the ‘cargo hold’ when Heavenly-Ox opens it, or when Heavenly-Ox is inside.”

What Black-Sheep said exceeded Yan Zhichun’s expectations, yet she also felt this kind of situation was very familiar.

Different people opening the same door would lead to different locations.

Like “Cangjie Chess.”

“Conversely… only when Heavenly-Ox is inside, or opened by Heavenly-Ox’s own hand, will this door let us return to the ‘Train.'”

Yan Zhichun quickly thought through the current situation and felt a fatal problem had appeared: “Then if… Heavenly-Ox dies inside… can we still come back?”

“I can’t say for sure,” Black-Sheep shook his head. “No one has experienced this kind of situation.”

“Won’t this be too risky…?” Yan Zhichun said. “We might wander forever in another space after killing Heavenly-Ox.”

“‘Space,'” Black-Sheep nodded. “Worthy of being familiar with Brother Yang, understanding this complex problem in such a short time.”

Yan Zhichun knew that her ability to figure out this problem didn’t rely at all on being familiar with Baiyang, but rather on her struggles in “Cangjie Chess.”

“Since you understand the principle of ‘space,’ this matter is easy to explain,” Black-Sheep said. “My suggestion is that you stay here, use your body to block the door, neither letting it close nor letting other people approach.”

“Huh…?”

“This way, even if we kill Heavenly-Ox down below, we can still return the same way,” Black-Sheep said. “At least that’s how Brother Yang instructed. Since he also can’t predict what will happen if Heavenly-Ox dies inside, he told me to try to think of a plan in advance as much as possible.”

“I… guard here?”

Yan Zhichun hadn’t expected Black-Sheep’s final plan would be to leave one person behind, much less that this person would be herself.

“To be honest, there are only two people I can trust in this mission,” Black-Sheep said. “Either me, or you. All other people have the possibility of being ‘moles’ or being threatened by other ‘Zodiacs.'”