Lin Qiye had eaten the peaches and been baptized by the power of faith. Let alone a few small holes in his flesh, even if he was stabbed with a knife, as long as his vital parts were not injured, his life would not be in danger.

Lin Qiye's gaze swept across the entire silent valley and finally fell in the direction of the depths of hell.

Before leaving, An Qingyu's mid-air grasp directly wiped out all the lives contaminated by Cthulhu's power near the valley, and Lin Qiye's mental perception also returned.

He glanced around and confirmed that there were no other resentful souls or corpses of Seraphim, then he and An Qingyu immediately set out towards the depths of hell.

Standing on the top of the peak and looking into the distance, Lin Qiye could see a blood-like light blooming from between the mountains in the sky not far away, and countless demons with flapping black wings were circling in the air around the red light.

If Lin Qiye guessed correctly, that was the deepest part of hell.

Lin Qiye turned his head and was about to say something to An Qingyu beside him, but he saw the latter hurried on his way while looking down at the flying ground beneath his feet in a daze, as if in a daze.

The moment he saw his expression, Lin Qiye's heart trembled slightly.

Lin Qiye was very familiar with this expression. When he was on the Pamir Plateau before, his expression was the same as An Qingyu's now...

Anxiety, confusion, and self-doubt.

If he had not experienced the battle to defend the monument, he would probably still be trapped in these negative emotions.

Lin Qiye recalled the conversation he had just had with An Qingyu, and his eyes became complicated.

It seems that although An Qingyu said that he was not interested in the future, deep down in his heart, he was still constantly questioning himself and worrying about the direction of his future progress.

"Qiye." At this moment, An Qingyu came back to his senses and turned to look at Lin Qiye. "Just now, did you see what I would look like in the future?"

Lin Qiye was stunned.

"My head was held down by a mysterious force, and I couldn't see the top of myself, so I could only see a corner of him... From your angle, you should be able to see the whole picture, right?"

It seems that An Qingyu, like him, can only see the other person's future appearance due to the angle problem, but cannot see the future above his own head.

"Yeah." Lin Qiye nodded.

"What does he look like?"

The cold and gloomy figure in a black robe and a hood, standing in the center of the rolling fog, reappeared in Lin Qiye's mind. Whether he was looking at himself or at An Qingyu, his eyes were emotionless, cold and indifferent.

Lin Qiye looked at An Qingyu's confused eyes, hesitated for a moment, and chuckled:

"You were standing in the mist wearing a crimson cloak. The edges of the cloak were a little tattered, as if you had just been through a battle. You were not wearing glasses, and other than your temperament being a little more profound than it is now, it seemed that there was no change."

Lin Qiye lied.

If An Qingyu knew the truth now, his confusion and self-doubt would become even worse, and he would be stuck in a dead end just like himself back then.

He depicted the future An Qingyu as being similar to the present, in order to alleviate doubts about his future path and to calm his mind.

"Nothing has changed?"

Hearing these words, the confusion in An Qingyu's eyes obviously dissipated a little, and he nodded thoughtfully, "That's good..."

"What about me?" Lin Qiye followed up on this topic and asked, "From your perspective, what will I be like in the future?"

Lin Qiye couldn't help but feel curious about what he would become in the future.

An Qingyu opened his mouth, paused for a moment, and said:

"You are in a yard with flowers, trees, and a pond. You are standing under a maple tree, wearing a crimson cloak. You look very energetic and your strength is much stronger than it is now."

Lin Qiye briefly imagined his future self and nodded slightly.

It seems that my future self will be doing pretty well?

With the spiritual perception of [Mortal Realm], it was not difficult for the two of them to move forward while avoiding the demons in the sky. As time passed, the dazzling red light was getting closer and closer to them.

"We are already close to the depths of hell." Lin Qiye said in a deep voice, "If we go any further, the demons will be too densely distributed, and it will be difficult for us to bypass them."

“If the exploration ship entered the hell through the gap, then the location where it sank should be not far from the gap.

Brother Zhua was attacked and escaped on the boat. In a place with so many demons, he probably wouldn't force his way out, but would choose a relatively safe blind spot to hide... maybe a deep crack in the ground, or a cave or mountain stream."

An Qingyu pushed up his glasses and analyzed calmly, "Also, in Jiang Er's last call, he mentioned that there was lava flowing in the water, so there must be a broken mountain with lava near them."

"……I see."

Lin Qiye leaned out from behind a huge rock on a mountain peak, scanned the surroundings, and soon locked onto a stretch of small mountains not far away.

At the passes of several of these mountains, red lava continued to flow out, flowing along the broken mountains into the waters at the foot of the mountains, emitting clouds of white mist.

“It should be there.”

Lin Qiye and the other man quickly set off and headed towards the mountain range. Whenever a demon flew over their heads, they would escape into the void and soon arrived near the mountains.

Lin Qiye closed his eyes and carefully sensed for a moment.

“Found it!”

He opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling with brilliance, and looked towards the mountainside of one of the mountains, "It's Brother Zha! He's hiding in a cave!"

…

In the dead silent cave, a void crack opened out of nowhere, and two figures wearing crimson cloaks quickly rushed out.

"Brother!"

When Lin Qiye saw Shen Qingzhu leaning against the wall, motionless, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Shen Qingzhu had his eyes closed and his face was extremely pale. A pool of blood spread under him, staining most of the cave floor.

Lin Qiye ran forward quickly, felt Shen Qingzhu's breath, and his face instantly turned ugly.

He stared blankly at the cold corpse in front of him, standing still.

An Qingyu looked at Shen Qingzhu who was sitting on the ground. A hint of grayness flashed in his eyes. After confirming that there was no life left in his body, he clenched his fists uncontrollably.

"How about it……"

Lin Qiye turned his head stiffly and looked at An Qingyu with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. He hoped that he had perceived it wrongly and he hoped that An Qingyu could give him a different answer.

Bitterness appeared in An Qingyu's eyes, and he shook his head gently:

"We are late..."

The entire cave fell into deathly silence. Amid the thick smell of blood, the only sound was the howling of the cold wind outside the cave.