“I didn’t see anything,” Yan Zhichun said with slight displeasure.

“How could that be…?” The old man was startled, then murmured, “Those images are flooding crazily into my mind. We should all be the same… We’re all human.”

“I just think you shouldn’t get hung up on these questions right now. As long as you survive, there will be plenty of time for you to research.”

Yan Zhichun turned her head to look at Black Sheep in the distance. He had already blocked Heavenly-Ox’s attack for the fourth time. Although it was “blocking,” the result of each “block” was that he would be sent flying. He could only be said to barely be staying alive.

“No… my heart truly cannot calm down. Those images are just too real.” The old man reached up to grab his disheveled hair, completely unconcerned about Black Sheep’s life or death, just talking to himself. “I can still feel the sensation of each shovel stroke… but in the end… what happened in the end again…”

Yan Zhichun’s heart was extremely irritated. She vaguely felt that this old man seemed to have some peculiar connection with Baiyang.

But thinking carefully, each “Extreme Path” member ultimately had some connection with Baiyang.

What drew attention were the “ancestral memories” the old man mentioned. This situation of images suddenly flashing through one’s mind was very similar to her own moments of distraction. Could his connection with Baiyang be deeper than others?

Yan Zhichun shook her head, knowing that what she needed to consider now wasn’t Baiyang’s problem, but the problem of survival. So she could only shift her position while the old man muttered to himself, looking toward the nearest other “Extreme Path” members.

She crouched on the ground and had just lifted her leg to move when the old man grabbed her again.

“Little girl… you don’t believe me?!” The old man’s lips trembled, and even his voice changed. “I clearly and truly saw those images… How can you not believe me?!”

Yan Zhichun’s expression darkened as she said, “I believe you, but I can’t discuss this in depth with you right now. I need to shelve this topic for a moment.”

“Shelve it now…?” The old man gave a low shout. “That won’t do… Where will we find these ‘ants’ after we leave? What if I can’t see those images anymore?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhoumo’s voice came to Yan Zhichun’s ear.

“Tsk… I really can’t figure you out, you bitch… At such a critical moment, you’re actually openly getting into an argument with someone?”

“Make him shut up quickly,” Zhoumo said again. “Tsk, this is really fucking ridiculous now. On the entire plaza, apart from Black Sheep, your location is the loudest.”

“I’m trying my best,” Yan Zhichun shook her head, but then remembered something. “Zhoumo… do you know this person beside me?”

“Tsk, I don’t know that weirdo,” Zhoumo answered. “Such unconventional people are generally recruited by that bitch Jiang Ruoxue.”

“Ruoxue…” After hearing this, Yan Zhichun’s heart tightened. “She and Old Sun were the first to enter… Are they okay?”

“They were lucky, I guess,” Zhoumo answered. “Heavenly-Ox didn’t seem to expect we would walk directly here. We didn’t see her, but she also wasn’t prepared to attack at the first opportunity. That bitch is still alive.”

“I want to know information about this old man. His ‘Echo’ level is very high. Help me contact Ruoxue.” After saying this, Yan Zhichun felt she had overlooked some problem. “Wait… you just said… you didn’t see Heavenly-Ox when you first entered?”

“Isn’t that obvious?” Zhoumo replied quietly. “So many people in ‘Extreme Path’ have ‘Echoed.’ If they had seen Heavenly-Ox at the first opportunity, would she have been able to kill so many people?”

Yan Zhichun blinked, feeling that this information seemed very important, but she couldn’t analyze what it meant.

No one had seen Heavenly-Ox when entering, which could only mean she had activated “Concealment” from the very beginning. But she hadn’t killed anyone at the first opportunity, which also indicated she had no idea everyone would come. So what was the purpose of her activating “Concealment” in advance?

In Yan Zhichun’s view, these two contradictory pieces of information should be the breakthrough point regarding Heavenly-Ox.

“Tsk, I asked,” Zhoumo said after a while. “That old man was indeed recruited by that bitch Jiang Ruoxue. She said, ‘At the time, I saw an old man shoveling the ground in the street. I thought it was interesting, so I pulled him into Extreme Path.'”

“Uh…” Yan Zhichun felt that such an absurd answer indeed seemed to come from Jiang Ruoxue, so she asked again, “What about this old man’s ‘Echo’?”

“Jiang Ruoxue’s exact words were…” Zhoumo sighed. “‘Hehe, I forgot.'”

“Good,” Yan Zhichun nodded. “Very reasonable.”

She stopped talking with Zhoumo and focused her gaze once again on the old man before her. She felt she had once again triggered some strange “causality.” This old man’s hands were tightly gripping her, and his emotions were very agitated. If she couldn’t handle his problem well, Heavenly-Ox would probably immediately notice the commotion here.

“Old sir, how about we make a deal,” Yan Zhichun said. “You tell me your ‘Echo,’ and I’ll also tell you a secret about the ‘Faceless People’ that I’ve investigated.”

“What…? Really?” The old man paused. “You’ve also seen faceless people?”

“Yes,” Yan Zhichun said, following the old man’s train of thought. “Heavenly-Ox is too troublesome. If we let her be, we won’t have a chance to investigate those ‘Faceless People.'”

“Heavenly-Ox? You mean that invisible person? What’s troublesome about her…” The old man tremblingly released his grip on Yan Zhichun’s hand. “I’m ‘Trail Seeking’…”

“Eh?”

Yan Zhichun’s eyes were startled. She discovered she seemed to have stumbled upon the method to counter Heavenly-Ox directly.

“Otherwise, what would I rely on to find those faceless people?” the old man said tremblingly. “As long as it’s an answer I want to know… I will definitely be able to find the trail. Initially, I just wanted to know where we came from, but all the answers led underground.”

Yan Zhichun pulled back her thoughts and looked seriously at the old man. “Can you help us lock onto Heavenly-Ox’s position?”

“You just want to win, don’t you…?” the old man said. “You’re underestimating ‘Trail Seeking.'”

“What…?”

“Little girl, what you need to find now isn’t ‘Heavenly-Ox’s position,’ but something else.” The old man said seriously. “Do you really need to see Heavenly-Ox in order to win?”

“I don’t quite understand.” Yan Zhichun felt her understanding of this old man was still somewhat lacking. Besides finding someone’s location, what else could “Trail Seeking” find?

The old man reached out on his own and plucked a long hair from Yan Zhichun’s head, then pinched it in his hand.

“Little girl, what you need to find now is ‘the path to victory.'”