An Lan looked at Yan Bing, opened her mouth, but didn't know how to address him.

After all, he is a demigod-level powerhouse, and calling him by his name is somewhat disrespectful.

Not to mention, Yan Bing is older than him and was once a prodigy of humankind, making significant contributions to the continuation of human civilization.

He thought for a long time before finally asking, "Do you know which way to go?"

Yan Bing glanced at An Lan and calmly said, "I don't know."

Everyone was taken aback.

They saw that when Yan Bing encountered a fork in the road, he would choose a direction without even thinking.

They originally thought Yan Bing knew the direction, but you're telling me you don't?

"Won't we get lost?" Steve's face turned a little pale.

If this is the headquarters of the Eternal Corridor cult, getting lost here might not be dangerous for Yan Bing, but it's not certain for others.

Especially since Steve's lifespan had just been eroded by time!

Although Steve is no longer feeling the effects of time, once bitten, twice shy.

Perhaps sensing everyone's confusion, Yan Bing calmly said, "You won't get lost."

"Why?" Osiris couldn't help but ask.

Even though Yan Bing doesn't know the way, how can he be so sure he won't get lost?

Yan Bing glanced at Lu Ning: "Because he's here, he's on the right track."

Everyone: [?_??]

No, Lu Ning has this function too?

How could they not know?

Not to mention An Lan and the others, even Lu Ning himself was somewhat surprised.

He had been searching for areas with higher fog density, but so far the fog density seemed to be about the same everywhere.

He himself doesn't know if he's on the right track.