The current situation made Qi Xia very conflicted. At any other time, he would never allow himself to actively fall into such a dangerous predicament, but this time the circumstances were too special.

That strange feeling surrounded him, making it completely impossible for him to think calmly.

Could Yu Nian’an truly exist in the ‘Land of Finality,’ only she had lost her memories?

In this dim alley, needless to say that white-clothed girl’s black thread—even Qi Xia’s own black thread could no longer be seen.

“No matter what, I must untie this knot in my heart today…” Qi Xia’s gaze gradually grew cold as he once again plunged into that patch of darkness.

Qi Xia kept as far away from his left side as possible, walking forward with steps that were neither fast nor slow. This speed should be just enough to keep pace with the black thread behind him, but Qi Xia simply didn’t know how far away his black thread was.

At this moment, every step Qi Xia took was approaching death. Once the path ahead was a dead end, he definitely wouldn’t have any hope of withdrawing completely unscathed from this alley.

That girl had clearly entered this pitch-black alley, but where was she?

At this moment, a thought appeared in Qi Xia’s mind.

Could she… be dead?

If she truly was Yu Nian’an, she could indeed do such a reckless thing.

She would rush into a dead-end alley like a headless fly, ultimately being forced into a corner by the black silk threads, quietly dying in a place where no one could see.

Ominous thoughts echoed in Qi Xia’s heart. If she was truly dead, then this path would lead to the worst possible outcome. Not only would he be unable to see that girl’s face, he would even be implicated, dying here inexplicably.

After walking forward a few more steps, Qi Xia discovered that the area ahead had become even more pitch-black. He felt something wasn’t quite right. He had already entered the dim environment for some time. Logically speaking, his eyes should gradually adapt, so why was it still so dark before his eyes?

He kept feeling like there was something in front of him, so he could only stop his steps and cautiously extend his hand, probing forward.

The moment Qi Xia raised his hand, he instantly felt a sharp pain at his fingertips. The black thread of that girl from before had somehow been lying horizontally before him, just now cutting Qi Xia’s finger.

If he hadn’t stopped his steps, his neck would have already been severed by now.

He pondered for a moment, then extended his hand again. After circling around the black thread before him, he felt forward once more. Suddenly, his back turned cold, immediately followed by his eyes widening.

In the darkness, he had touched a person’s shoulder.

That person was standing quietly before him, separated from him by less than half a meter.

At this moment, Qi Xia seemed to be placed in a completely pitch-black universe. The four directions of front, back, left, and right were all pitch-black. Before his eyes, a person was standing silently.

That person neither spoke nor made any movements, only standing quietly. Qi Xia’s hand resting on their shoulder didn’t know what to do.

At this moment, there were also deadly black threads on the left side and rear side. Three of his directions all had danger—he had somehow inexplicably been surrounded.

“You… who are you?” Qi Xia called out softly.

But the other party had no reaction whatsoever.

A sense of insecurity lingered in Qi Xia’s heart. He felt that he had never been so troubled in his entire life. At any time, he could discern in advance whether something was a trap or not, but this time he particularly felt uneasy.

Even if this place truly was a trap, he could only jump into it without hesitation.

Otherwise, the most painful obsession in the depths of his heart would always ache, and those branching intersections would never reach the other side.

“Only the right side can be walked…”

Just as Qi Xia was staring at the patch of pitch-black on the right side thinking about what to do next, he vaguely saw something seem to extend out from within the darkness, instantly grabbing his collar.

Qi Xia’s eyes widened. Before he could make any reaction, his entire person was actually pulled over by the other party.

*Bang!!*

Only a heavy door sound was heard, bringing with it a deep, resonant wind.

Just as Qi Xia was about to say something, a weak light suddenly brightened before his eyes. It seemed someone had lit a lighter. Only then could he see clearly that he had actually been pulled into a small shop.

Three people stood before him.

Qi Xia’s gaze completely couldn’t look toward the people on the left and right. It stopped solely on the white-clothed girl in the middle.

Strange…

It was truly too strange.

The girl before him wore a white dress exactly identical to Yu Nian’an’s, had long hair that didn’t differ by even a fraction, and even her height and weight were completely the same… yet they had different faces.

This girl’s appearance could also be considered elegant, but at this moment her face was stern with furrowed brows, her eyes and brows revealing a profound depth.

Her lips were pressed together seriously, and her eyes constantly sized up Qi Xia. Just from her temperament alone, she was vastly different from Yu Nian’an.

Who… was she?

Qi Xia only felt that his brain was very chaotic. Countless memory fragments collided within his mind, but he couldn’t grasp a single one.

A girl who looked like she only differed from Yu Nian’an in her face…

“What are you doing?” The white-clothed girl frowned. “Don’t you know what the situation is right now? You actually ran into a dead-end alley?”

This brief sentence left Qi Xia completely unsure how to respond.

“I… you…” Qi Xia took another step forward, sizing up this girl by the weak lighter’s glow. “Have we met before?”

“Met before?” The white-clothed girl sounded puzzled, then immediately thought of something. “Don’t tell me you followed me here?”

“Eh?!” A man with a northeastern accent beside her suddenly sounded puzzled upon seeing Qi Xia’s face. “It’s you, kid!!”

Qi Xia looked over at the sound. Standing to the girl’s right was a thin man who did indeed look somewhat familiar.

“Hey! Me!” That person extended his hand, and a smooth stone appeared in his palm. “‘Original Object’! My surname is Sun!”

Only then did Qi Xia remember this man he had met once before. He had once teamed up with Xiao Xiao and Luo Shiyi, facing off against Qiao Jiajin, Zhang Shan, and Li Xiangling, and had been defeated in Earth-Tiger’s single-log bridge game.

“You’re that Old Sun who can produce stones…” Qi Xia said with furrowed brows.

“Hey! Exactly right!” Old Sun nodded. “I was just saying, who’s so fierce—just charging straight into a dead-end alley! Turns out it’s you, younger brother!”

Qi Xia frowned, then looked toward another person beside the white-clothed girl. It was a short, chubby man who looked very amiable. At this moment, he was muttering something with his eyes closed. Qi Xia knew he had never seen this man before.

But this way, things became even stranger. At such an urgent moment, these three people were hiding together in a sealed-tight small room?

“You’re all ‘Extreme Path’?” Qi Xia instantly arrived at the answer.

After hearing this, the white-clothed girl’s pupils constricted, then she revealed a trace of a smile. “Yo, seems you’re not an ordinary ‘participant’—you know quite a lot.”

Qi Xia felt very strange. What was strange wasn’t just the three ‘Extreme Path’ members before him, but rather that ever since entering this room, the black thread behind him had also stopped.