# Chapter 530: Overturning
Yu Nian'an was terrified by Qi Xia's appearance.
"Ah...?"
"Will you be waiting for me on that blood-soaked land?!" Qi Xia wailed. "Will you be waiting for me in that hell on earth?! Will you be waiting for me beside the piled-up mountains of corpses?! How can I escape from there?! How can I possibly see you?!"
"Xia... you..." Her lips trembled, not knowing what to say.
"An... is there anything else you want to say to me?!" Qi Xia's tears flowed uncontrollably, intense heartache stabbing into his heart like knives. "I'm about to wake up! I'll wake up soon!! I want to hear you speak... Can you talk to me more? Say anything at all... I just want to be with you right now... Because the moment I open my eyes, it's hell on earth!"
"But I'm right here..." Yu Nian'an's eyes reddened too. "Xia, what's happening all of a sudden? You're scaring me... Weren't we doing just fine?"
"I lost! I'm going to lose!" Qi Xia roared in a daze. "An! They took you away! I thought I could escape from hell and come back to live like we used to... But I was wrong. Now I have to struggle with all my might just to dream of you once... For this one meeting, I've been crawling through hell for decades!! But I'm about to believe it!!"
"Believe... what?"
"I'm about to believe that you don't exist at all!" Qi Xia's entire body trembled as he reached out and grabbed Yu Nian'an's arm. "All the answers lead to this one path!! Tell me what to do?!"
The look in Qi Xia's eyes was one of complete collapse of faith, as if he had lost all hope in everything.
"I... don't exist?" Yu Nian'an smiled through her tears. "Xia, you know? There are many paths in this world..."
**BOOM!!**
Qi Xia was startled by the sudden loud noise. He turned to look out the window.
The sky outside was splitting open, scattering specks of starlight.
Before he could say anything, he suddenly frowned.
He realized that Yu Nian'an's words today seemed different from before.
These words he had heard countless times now had an extra character.
"An... what do you mean... there are many '**paths**' in this world?" Qi Xia asked with trembling lips. "Didn't you used to say '**roads**'?"
"Xia, you know?" Yu Nian'an's eyes gradually became vacant, leaving only one sentence in her mouth. "There are many paths in this world, and each per—"
Qi Xia felt a sense of terror. He quickly let go of Yu Nian'an's hand and stumbled back several steps.
"By the way, you know?" Another voice sounded beside Qi Xia's ear—a man's voice he had never heard before.
He quickly looked around but found no one nearby. In this empty little room, there was only himself and Yu Nian'an.
Qi Xia turned to look out the window again. The crack was growing larger, and the sun in the sky was shrinking at the same time.
"What... what is this?!" Qi Xia shook his head, feeling everything becoming chaotic and disordered.
"Xia, you know?"
"By the way, you know?"
A man's and a woman's voices sounded simultaneously in his ears, making Qi Xia's hair stand on end, as if something ancient was being awakened.
"There are many paths in this world..."
"There are three thousand six hundred gates of the Dao..."
The two merging voices kept colliding with Qi Xia's brain, rendering him unable to think at all. Meanwhile, the crack in the sky kept growing, echoing with the sound of heaven and earth shattering.
"And each person has their own path..."
"And each person holds their own root seed..."
Hearing these two sentences at the same time made Qi Xia feel as if he had heard something extremely terrifying. His entire body felt icy cold, yet he had no idea where this fear came from. He only knew that this feeling would not go away no matter what, lingering and circling around him.
Who is it?
What is he saying?
"Xia, you know? There are many paths in this world, and each person has their own path."
"By the way, you know? There are three thousand six hundred gates of the Dao, and each person holds their own root seed."
Qi Xia kept backing away until he hit the door. The Yu Nian'an before him had completely lost her human vitality, only repeating this sentence like a broken record.
And every time she repeated it, another man's voice would appear beside Qi Xia's ear.
These two voices were like two curses, constantly circling in his brain.
"What 'three thousand six hundred gates of the Dao'...?" Qi Xia felt confused. "Who are you?!"
Countless fragments of memory were violently colliding in Qi Xia's mind.
The voice of the Human Dragon echoed in Qi Xia's ears: "As long as you can collect three thousand six hundred 'Dao'..."
The old voice of the White Tiger continued: "What is 'Dao'...? Three thousand six hundred pieces? I see... So he still remembers Master's words..."
Three thousand six hundred gates of the Dao, each person holds their own root seed.
I want you to collect three thousand six hundred 'Dao'.
There are many roads in this world.
Qi Xia now had only one thought... He had to escape.
If he stayed here any longer, he would truly go mad.
Trembling all over, he turned back and opened the door, finding a long corridor outside with wooden doors on both sides.
"Xia..."
"By the way..."
"There are many roads in this world..."
"Three thousand six hundred gates of the Dao..."
Stop talking...
Qi Xia kept screaming in his heart: "Stop talking... Don't say anymore..."
"And each person has their own road."
"And each person holds their own root seed."
He kept running forward through the corridor, feeling the old wooden floorboards creaking beneath his feet, while the doors on both sides opened one by one.
"All of you, stop talking..." Qi Xia shouted tremblingly. "What do you want from me...?"
"And each person has their own road..."
"And each person holds their own root seed..."
"SHUT UP!!"
Qi Xia screamed, wanting to cover his ears, but he suddenly felt thick fur around them.
"What...?"
He slowly stopped, lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at his hands covered in white fur. Once again, he felt a dullness in his brain.
"I am..."
"Brother White Sheep..."
A childish voice sounded from behind him. Qi Xia slowly swallowed his saliva and turned around very slowly.
A blackened, rotting corpse stood behind him, holding a few Dao in her hands.
"Brother White Sheep..." The corpse slowly raised her hand in front of Qi Xia.
Qi Xia didn't find the corpse terrifying. He only felt a deep sense of guilt crashing into his heart like a train.
"Rat...?" he blurted out involuntarily.
The next moment, the corpse's indistinct features twisted, and something resembling a mouth slowly opened.
"Brother White Sheep, you really didn't lie to me." The corpse kept laughing. "The next time you see me... no matter what I've become, you recognized me after all..."