"Night? Do you mean that the nights in Great Desolate City actually conceal information about the Fountain of Life?" The old man beside him asked in shock after hearing Bai Yang's words.
Bai Yang replied somewhat uncertainly, "It should be like this. Otherwise, Great Desolate City would have been turned upside down by all the factions long ago. How could so many eyes fail to find clues to the Fountain of Life!"
During the day, aside from ruined buildings, Great Desolate City hardly even had any dust, and there was no danger whatsoever. Yet once night fell and darkness enveloped the city, it became a dead zone. Bai Yang had every reason to suspect that beneath that darkness something must be concealed—even if not the Fountain of Life, it was bound to be some incredible secret.
"If that's the case, we have a problem. The nights in Great Desolate City can practically be called an absolute dead zone. Wanting to walk into the darkness to find the truth is almost no different from sending ourselves to our deaths," Dan Qiulin frowned and said in a deep voice.
He had experienced the night in Great Desolate City. Although he knew nothing of what lay outside, he could still feel that trembling born from primal instinct. He was very confident in his own strength, yet he had no assurance of surviving if he barged into the night of Great Desolate City.
"What are we going to do then?" The old man's face wrinkled like dried tangerine peel.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. For a moment, all three of them could not think of any way to safely enter the night of Great Desolate City.
In fact, Bai Yang had every reason to believe at this moment that all factions could guess this