When Qi Xia and the others arrived at “Blissful Bank,” the time was already approaching afternoon.

Everyone looked up at the sun in the sky. Dusk was also very close.

They came to the entrance of a dilapidated building. This structure was already extremely rundown, almost unrecognizable from its original appearance. Qi Xia told everyone this place used to be a bank.

Chen Junnan walked forward and pushed open the already completely shattered revolving door, then slowly covered his nose and mouth.

The stench inside the room was unimaginable. It looked like many people had died here.

Sure enough, after walking in and taking a glance, quite a few bones lay scattered across the floor.

“Old Qi… you were pretty ruthless back in the day…”

“They were all just gamblers,” Qi Xia waved his hand, sweeping away the dust fog before him, then surveyed the entire hall.

This place gave him a feeling that was both familiar and strange.

After all, Baiyang had lived here for many years, but Baiyang was only one component part of himself, not his complete self.

Twelve pedestals stood in the center of the hall. They looked like they once held some kind of statues. Now the statues had also turned into various fragments. Only one statue with a goat’s head and human body still stood in its original place.

“Pretty fierce,” Qiao Jiajin also looked around, then spoke. “Liar, what did your game used to involve?”

“Manipulating people’s hearts,” Qi Xia said.

“Oh…” Qiao Jiajin nodded as if he understood yet didn’t. After all, he had also seen some game venues, but had never discovered any game venue as strange as Qi Xia’s.

Tiantian and Zhang Chenze also walked in, stroking the table in front of the pedestal. This place seemed like a gambling den, yet wasn’t a gambling den.

“Why make it so formal…” Zhang Chenze laughed lightly and said. “It’s already come to this… just say whatever needs to be said.”

Qi Xia pointed at a room and said: “There are some cloth strips in that small storage room in the back. Find a way to bandage up Fist and Chen Junnan. The wounds on their bodies need treatment.”

“Alright, no problem,” Zhang Chenze nodded. “Need anything else done?”

“Not for now. I need some time alone next.”

Qi Xia gave everyone a meaningful look, then turned and came to a room on one side of the bank. It looked like a small office.

He pushed open the door. Inside were still bones.

“Liar, you really don’t need me to come with you?” Qiao Jiajin asked from a distance.

“No need,” Qi Xia shook his head. “I’ll be done shortly.”

Qi Xia walked into the office and looked around. All that met his eyes here was a set of office desks and several cabinets about to collapse.

Among the numerous cabinets, one black metal cabinet taller than a person remained standing intact to this day.

Qi Xia walked over to look at it. The black metal cabinet was clearly a safe, requiring a six-digit password to open.

What was strange was that his memories had never contained any fragments about this black safe or its password.

He paid it no mind, only walking to the office desk and slowly sitting down.

With a “creaking” sound, the chair behind him moved slightly, and Qi Xia also closed his eyes.

“‘Extreme Path’ has already completed the mission.”

Sitting in the chair, Qi Xia tried his best to review in his mind everything currently happening throughout the entire “Land of Terminus.”

“But what about ‘Cat’…”

He pondered Xuanwu’s situation, feeling that “Cat” shouldn’t be any different from “Extreme Path”—both would fall into hard battles.

He hadn’t informed Yan Zhichun in advance that they would encounter “Baihu” before the giant bell, nor had he informed Yan Zhichun that she would encounter many “Participants” coming to obstruct them.

After all, just “destroying the giant bell” was already very difficult. If he described the full picture of the mission, it would be a huge blow to everyone’s hearts.

“So this lie can only be told by me,” Qi Xia murmured. “‘Cat’ similarly encountered ‘Xuanwu’ within the lie…”

In Qi Xia’s calculations, the “Cat” team would one hundred percent successfully kill Xuanwu.

After all, they would sniff out the final secret of the entire “Land of Terminus” when fighting Xuanwu—

“Space.”

The principle of “Indestructibility” was that when encountering massive “wounds” that couldn’t be processed, it forcibly made the owner’s skin temporarily become a “Space Door.” As long as “Cat” could sniff out this layer, killing Xuanwu would only be a question of which strategy to use.

So they would definitely achieve the objective. It was just difficult to guess the casualties.

“The closer one is to ‘Space,’ the easier it is to burst forth with inspiration for killing Xuanwu…” Qi Xia said.

At this moment, Baiyang’s phantom began appearing across from Qi Xia at the office desk. He also sat in a chair, smiling lightly as he looked at Qi Xia.

Qi Xia opened his eyes slightly, making eye contact with Baiyang.

“But what about Qinglong’s side?” Baiyang asked.

Qi Xia pondered for a few seconds, stroking his chin as he said: “Qinglong gradually moved from the ‘Cangjie Chess’ space toward the ‘Train.’ Theoretically he was isolated from all sounds, with no way to rush to the scene of the ‘Giant Bell’ being destroyed at the first opportunity. So a game existing in another space is also within the plan.”

“He still has ‘Heaven,'” Baiyang said again.

“‘Heaven’ is also just a motley crew,” Qi Xia said. “When the time comes, there will be many helpers assisting me in attacking ‘Heaven,’ and our biggest problem is killing ‘Qinglong.'”

After hearing this, Baiyang’s phantom laughed lightly, slowly stood up, walked to Qi Xia’s side, then reached out with his nonexistent hand to pat Qi Xia’s shoulder.

“Qinglong has ‘Heaven’s Vigorous Motion’ on him,” Baiyang said. “His self-healing ability and attack ability far exceed yours. With your current body, how will you kill him?”

“Of course it won’t be me doing the killing,” Qi Xia said. “My target is only Heavenly-Dragon.”

“Such a massive rebellion involving so many people…” Baiyang smiled again. “Have you noticed someone is missing?”

“Missing you,” Qi Xia raised his head, looking directly at Baiyang’s phantom. “What did you leave for me?”

“Ha…” Baiyang smiled contemptuously, and his figure also vanished along with it.

After a few seconds, Qi Xia reached out his hand and lightly knocked on the office desk—

“Dong dong dong.”

Scattered memories surged into his mind once again at this moment. Most of the memories were fragments of Yan Zhichun, along with Baiyang using his fingernails to carve something on the desk.

Qi Xia lowered his head and looked at the words Baiyang left behind—”Where does one dwell and where was one born.”

“What a boring trick…”

He stood up and walked toward the black safe, immediately entering the password “401087.”

The safe opened with a sound. Inside was a slowly rotating “door” whose interior couldn’t be seen clearly.

“That’s right. Everything is on the right track now.”