He Wenxuan had said a lot, and some of the information was indeed useful to Chen Changan.
But the most important thing was the location of the Heavenly Tribulation Alliance's headquarters. Yet He Wenxuan had actually said he didn't know.
He was the son of the Heavenly Tribulation Alliance's Grand Elder. How could he not know?
"Looks like you really don't want to leave the Myriad Worlds Sect alive," Chen Changan said with a cold laugh.
"Don't! Don't kill me!"
"I wasn't lying. I really don't know where the Heavenly Tribulation Alliance's headquarters is."
"It's not just me. Many people in the Heavenly Tribulation Alliance don't know the exact location of the headquarters."
"Even though I'm the Grand Elder's son, I still don't know."
Seeing that He Wenxuan didn't seem to be lying made Chen Changan curious.
What could possibly be going on that left so many people unaware of the headquarters' location?
"Could it be that whenever your people enter or leave the headquarters, they have to seal their senses or have their memories erased?"
"Wouldn't that be a huge hassle?" Chen Changan asked with a frown.
"Although I don't understand it either, that's just how things are."
"Except for the Alliance Leader and some of the Elders, no one in the Heavenly Tribulation Alliance knows the exact location of the headquarters."
"Whenever members of the Heavenly Tribulation Alliance go out, they don't return directly. Instead, each time they wait at a different place for someone to come pick them up."
"And I—I hardly ever left the headquarters in the first place. After I came out, I went straight to the Myriad Worlds Sect."
"Even if you asked me to go back now, I wouldn't be able to find the exact location of the Heavenly Tribulation Alliance."
Hearing this,