"A tri-elemental martial artist with top-tier talent, our Yunyang Sect has lost a potential direct disciple," a custodian lamented. Tri-elemental martial artists were exceedingly rare, with only one in the entire Yunyang Sect.
"Was that young man really a tri-elemental martial artist?" Wang Mingyue expressed his surprise.
"Let's go. We can only hope for a miracle that Li Lin survives this ordeal. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to explain to Li Zhong," Elder Bai Mei stated.
"Bai Mei, is he Li Zhong's son?" Wang Mingyue looked surprised.
"Yes," Elder Bai Mei sighed softly, shaking his head slightly before adding, "Let's leave. This place isn't safe. We might attract other powerful beings. Let's move on."
"Let's go," Du Gu Binglan said to Cui Yu by the cliffside.
"Do you think he has a chance to survive?" Cui Yu stared down the cliff, dazed.
"He doesn't seem destined for an early death. He will surely escape from death," Du Gu Binglan affirmed.
"Hopefully," Cui Yu murmured softly, then managed a faint smile, "Let's go."
Atop the cliff, Elder Bai Mei and others conducted a simple burial for the bodies of the Yunyang Sect disciples, collected the spatial bags from the bodies, and then the two gyrfalcons ascended, taking everyone away from the cliff.
Watching the cliff grow distant, Cui Yu, aboard a gyrfalcon, kept her gaze fixed on the cliff, murmuring, "Why am I thinking of him?"
After Li Lin fell from the cliff, despair filled his heart. Struck by Fire Yin Fiend's palm, he spat blood, severely injured, blood boiling within him as he continued to fall through the dense fog.
All Li Lin could hear was the whistling wind by his ears as he plummeted, his heart pounding as if it would burst.
"What to do, I'm definitely going to die," Li Lin thought to himself. He didn't want to die yet; he had his mother to take care of. He lamented not having flying martial arts, thinking it might have given him a chance to survive. Now, it seemed he was doomed.
"Swoosh, swoosh." At that moment, a sharp breaking wind sound approached, and it was Little dragon appearing beside him, falling alongside him.
"Hiss, hiss." Little dragon sensed Li Lin's predicament, frantically flicking its tongue, hissing anxiously, but without any means to help.
"What's that?" In his panic, Li Lin saw a place below where there was no fog cover, unlike the other areas engulfed in dense mist, making it peculiar. However, that place wasn't directly below his fall; it was some distance away.
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"Something strange is there, maybe a chance to escape." Without hesitation, and not knowing where he summoned the strength from, people often unleash their greatest potential in desperate situations. Li Lin slammed a palm strike downwards, leveraging a bit of rebound force to momentarily pause his descent.
At that moment, Li Lin exerted all his energy, leaping forward. In an instant, he fell again, this leap finally brought him to the area without cloud cover.
"What's happening?" Li Lin wondered, finally understanding why this area was free of fog. Unexpectedly, a vortex-like wind emerged from nowhere, creating a powerful repelling force that pushed the surrounding fog away. In the middle, a strong suction force was pulling him in, his body being forcibly dragged into it.
As he uncontrollably spun in the vortex, although the descent slowed, the spinning made Li Lin dizzy and his head felt heavy.
"This is definitely death now. What place is this?" he thought despairingly. The Qingling Armor he deployed was dimming, and the slicing force within the suction felt like blades against his skin. Without the armor, he feared he'd be reduced to bones.
Within the overwhelming pull, Li Lin felt he couldn't hold on any longer, his Qingling Armor unable to sustain, predicting his impending doom.
Just then, the pulling force abruptly vanished, and his body accelerated downwards.
"Bang!"
Li Lin felt himself crash heavily onto the ground, spat out blood, and then passed out.
"Lin'er, Lin'er." On the back of the roc, Li Wushuang slowly came to, opening her eyes to find no trace of Li Lin around her, immediately panicked and asked, "Elder, where's Lin'er? Did we save him?"
"Sister Wushuang, Li Lin is already dead. Stop thinking about him. Falling off the cliff, he's definitely gone," Li Shuhu spoke indifferently.
"No, Lin'er won't die. I must save him. How can I explain this to Auntie?" Li Wushuang said absentmindedly, struggling in the grasp of the middle-aged female custodian.
"Wushuang, calm down. I've personally checked below; Lin'er's chances are slim. If he can miraculously survive, perhaps there will be a day when you can see him again. Like this, you can't help much," the Elder Bai Mei said. In his heart, he also hardly believed anyone could survive after falling off that cliff, especially since Li Lin was only at the warrior level.
"Lin'er…" Li Wushuang cried painfully, feeling helpless and more sorrowful and guilty for her cousin being taken hostage by Huo Yingui in an attempt to save her.
After an unknown period, Li Lin gradually regained consciousness, feeling chaotic Qi within his body and a surge of discomfort all over.
"Sss…" Something was licking his face. Upon opening his eyes, Li Lin found Little dragon beside him, and they were in a small rock cave.
"Little dragon, I'm not dead." Seeing Little dragon, Li Lin immediately realized he must have survived the fall.
Surveying his surroundings, Li Lin saw they were in a cave about ten meters in size, with uneven rocky ground devoid of dust but littered with numerous broken bones.
Li Lin was startled and struggled to sit up. The cave was filled with broken bones and an eerie atmosphere, sending shivers down his spine.
"Huo Yingui." At that moment, Li Lin saw Huo Yingui lying on the ground not far away, unsure if he was dead or alive.
Li Lin wasn't sure how Huo Yingui also ended up there but knew if Huo Yingui wasn't dead, he'd be in trouble.
After a moment's hesitation and observing Huo Yingui, Li Lin struggled to move closer, sensing that Huo Yingui was also unconscious.
"Now or never. If Huo Yingui wakes up, it'll be too late." A sense of resolve hardened in Li Lin, his intent to kill rising, knowing that it was Huo Yingui who had caused his fall from the cliff.