That's right, this is the situation now; no matter which direction he walks, it feels like the other party is blocking him ahead, and the distance is getting closer and closer.
"Closer and closer..."
Yang Xiao furrowed his brow, suddenly thinking of a possibility: could it be that this Source Ghost can't move on its own, and can only wait for people to approach it?
In other words, it waits for people to come near it and then fall into its trap.
That means he's currently trapped by this Ghost; this is the Ghost's lair, and the road beneath his feet isn't the road he sees with his eyes—the so-called change of direction is just his illusion.
In reality, there's only one road left under his feet, a straight road, and at the end of it is that Ghost, the Source Ghost!
The more he panics, the faster and more urgent his footsteps become, which will only lead to him walking this road faster, encountering that Ghost sooner, and dying quicker!
