Death Path Is Nothingness

Slender fingers carried the scent of tobacco, wisps of smoke curling around the fingertips.

Chen Jie stared at the chipped nail polish on her left index finger and fell into thought.

"There are six of us. Aside from Wen He, the exception, all of us possess the ability to use thought to trigger the supernatural.

Xu Nan corresponds to the bloody eye in the sky, Shao Yong'an to the scarecrow, and Guo Liang to the grave blocking the road.

Your Supernatural Totem should be saved for last, so it seems that only I can do what came before.

But I can place my life in your hands as proof."

In truth, Chen Jie had always acted this way.

Within the group, she had done her utmost, accommodating Li Yi and Ji Li's path to survival. She had even spared no effort in killing Guo Liang to show where she stood.

Li Yi's calm gaze carried an oppressive edge as he scrutinized her expression and said faintly,

"Show me your value, not merely prove yourself."

Chen Jie's delicate brows drew together slightly, her gaze beginning to flicker. After pondering for a long while, she said softly,

"I keep feeling that everything we've experienced along the way is strangely familiar.

Ever since yesterday, I've felt like a patient suffering from a severe cold.

I keep spacing out, forgetting things out of habit, and feeling mentally exhausted.

But after coming to the Ash World, this condition noticeably improved, while that sense of familiarity only deepened again."

She slowly walked to the middle of the stairwell, passing Guo Liang's corpse, then looked upward and downward.

"From the First Floor to the Fifth Floor, the Second Floor gives me the strongest feeling."

The Second Floor.

A flash of red passed through Li Yi's mind.

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