When Black Sheep dragged his weary body to the location Earth-Monkey had specified, he actually stopped outside the door.

Because it was far too quiet inside the room.

As long as Pei Qianhu was awake… the room he occupied could never be this quiet.

His expression grave, he lowered his head and was shocked to see fresh blood seeping out from under the door, spreading across the corridor.

Several “Ants” wandered outside the door, their feet treading through the sticky blood as they paced back and forth, staring at that silent door. They too seemed puzzled.

There was subtle movement inside, but it clearly wasn’t the sound of fighting.

Black Sheep reached out his hand several times wanting to push the door open, but he completely lacked the courage.

What would he see after pushing the door open?

Pei Qianhu’s mutilated corpse?

If even the slightest sound of fighting had come from the room, he would have pushed the door open without hesitation and staked his life against Heavenly-Tiger on the spot.

But now, just as he’d said… it was far too quiet inside. This silence made Black Sheep’s hair stand on end.

Black Sheep felt he had never been this cowardly before. He didn’t even have the courage to open the door for a single look, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

But perhaps Pei Qianhu had won… or perhaps he was severely injured now, waiting inside for rescue… After all, the “Ants” hadn’t directly charged in either…

After hesitating for a long time and going through countless mental struggles, Black Sheep still reached out his hand to push the door open. The door panel pushed through the sticky blood, drawing a fan shape on the floor.

The suffocating scene inside the room also entered Black Sheep’s view at this moment.

A child who appeared to be only a few years old was facing away from the doorway, holding a thick arm and gnawing on it with “crunch crunch” sounds.

What made one’s heart break was that this child appeared completely unharmed.

When the door panel was opened, the many “Ants” outside suddenly seemed to sense something and all looked into the room.

But before the “Ants” could pounce, Black Sheep’s figure had already shot forward like an arrow. He rushed in like a madman, knocking over furniture along the way.

Heavenly-Tiger turned around in confusion, and in an instant was seized by the throat and knocked to the ground. The arm in his hand also rolled to the side.

With bloodshot eyes, Black Sheep felt all the pain from his wounds suppressed by extreme rage. Before Heavenly-Tiger could react to what was happening, an extremely fierce heavy punch struck him in the face, instantly knocking out several teeth.

“You freak…!” Black Sheep pressed his lips together, grabbed the fallen baby teeth from the ground, and stuffed them all back into Heavenly-Tiger’s mouth. “Not everyone in this world will indulge you…”

In his panic, Heavenly-Tiger bit down hard, severing several of Black Sheep’s fingers in his mouth. But Black Sheep had no intention of letting go at all. He gripped Heavenly-Tiger’s neck tightly, shoving the baby teeth and his own severed fingers all into his mouth.

“If you want to eat, eat your fill… All my bones are yours…” Black Sheep desperately shoved his entire hand into Heavenly-Tiger’s mouth. “You seventy-year-old freak… Did you think my family was yours to eat whenever you wanted…”

Heavenly-Tiger dry-heaved for a long time, spitting out the contents of his mouth with crackling sounds, before squeezing out a strange smile. “Hehe… Ate them… The weak deserve to be eaten…”

“The weak…” Black Sheep gripped Heavenly-Tiger’s neck tightly. “When both have ‘Brute Strength’… how could Pei Qianhu possibly be weaker than you? You mistake others’ kindness for weakness, others’ restraints for incompetence…”

“Weak in heart is also weak…” Heavenly-Tiger was about to suffocate. He began using his childish fingers to pry open Black Sheep’s hand. “You people who are weak in heart… if I don’t eat you… this world will eat you… It’s all the same…”

Black Sheep’s strength relied entirely on a surge of rage, and as time dragged on, his strength gradually fell to a disadvantage.

“Just accept being eaten…” Heavenly-Tiger pried open Black Sheep’s hand and laughed dryly. “Your family member’s flesh tasted really good… I wonder how you’ll taste…?”

“We won’t be eaten…” Black Sheep said coldly. “This world can’t swallow us… And neither can you… The one who should be eaten by this world is you.”

Using the last of his strength from his entire body, he pressed down hard on Heavenly-Tiger’s small body, then pulled out a dagger from behind with his maimed hand and stabbed toward Heavenly-Tiger’s stomach.

But his strength had completely dissipated. This strike only carved a several-centimeter-long, deep gash on Heavenly-Tiger’s strengthened body.

“Haha!” Heavenly-Tiger lay on the ground waving his hands and feet as he laughed. “The food has no strength left!! No strength left!!”

Black Sheep also laughed coldly, threw the dagger on the ground, pulled out a “Tao” from his pocket, and said in a hoarse voice:

“All the ‘Tao’ I owe Pei Qianhu… this one will repay it all…”

As his words fell, he placed this “Tao” on Heavenly-Tiger’s stomach, then pressed it deep into his wound. Before Heavenly-Tiger could understand what this meant, Black Sheep released his hand and collapsed weakly to the side.

Then, a group of pale figures pounced forward. They possessed tremendous strength, seemingly each having “Earth-level” abilities.

Heavenly-Tiger was startled and got up to run, but was immediately grabbed by the ankle by an “Ant.”

They slammed Heavenly-Tiger hard to the ground, then began groping around his back.

“Ah! What is this thing… Granny Ma! Granny Ma!”

Before his cry for help could travel far, he felt a sharp pain in his back—the eyeball there seemed to have been gouged out alive.

Then came the second one, the third one.

“Ah!! Ah!!”

The stabbing pain made Heavenly-Tiger’s mind dizzy, but he quickly calmed down… because he discovered that these things’ target seemed to be only the eyes on his back.

In that case…

Before Heavenly-Tiger could breathe a sigh of relief, the “Ants” sensed something strange… There seemed to be another eyeball in this room, hidden in the depths.

An “Ant” grabbed Heavenly-Tiger’s ankle and flipped him over, exposing his abdomen.

“No… you can’t do this…” Heavenly-Tiger was stunned, but in the next second his hands and feet were all restrained. “Granny Ma…! Granny Ma, save me!”

But the “Ants” couldn’t hear Heavenly-Tiger’s voice at all. They simply inserted their withered, ice-cold fingers into the wound on his abdomen, then slowly tore it open.

Countless hands reached in, groping within Heavenly-Tiger’s body for that one “Tao” drifting everywhere.

The more people there were, the harder the Tao was to find.

The Tao would slip away from each person’s fingertips, in an instant drifting toward an even harder position to find.

Perhaps the guilty can never attain the Tao.

But in this moment, every single one of the lowest “Ants” wanted to touch that ethereal hope.