Chapter 63: run

"Holy shit——"

Ji Jue never dreamed that the first sentence he said after stepping into the Rift Realm would be such a straightforward Federation elegant language...

But there was no other way, his Outside Yacheng ancient rhyme was almost scared out.

Anyone whose eyes blurred, and then found themselves in mid-air, and was falling rapidly, probably wouldn't have a good state of mind.

He is falling!

In the blink of an eye, he only saw the sky and the earth rotating like a roller, a broken city like ruins magnifying rapidly in front of his eyes, magnifying again.

"BEEP！！！！"

Little Niu Ma in mid-air wriggled its body and made a sharp sound, but besides screaming with Ji Jue, it had no other functions.

It highlights being useless and able to eat.

Fortunately, in a team, there is always someone who is carrying.

Right on the back seat of Little Niu Ma, An Ran was not panicked at all amidst the rotation and falling. From the moment of pause, he looked at the street magnifying rapidly below, and then, a muffled sound.

Bang!

Without any movement or sign of exerting force, he ejected from the seat like a cannonball, falling toward the broken building below.

Instantly, landed!

It was as if there was no potential energy and impact of falling at all. At the moment of landing, he had already stood firm, not even stirring up a grain of dust.

From beginning to end, the thin rope in his hand was pulled tight, holding Ji Jue and Little Niu Ma who were still falling.

Suddenly exerting force, pull!

The power that exceeded Ji Jue's imagination erupted from the slender body, the explosive power of the Bai Lu path appeared in a rush, actually forcibly changing the direction of Ji Jue and the others' fall, falling toward the back where he was, brushing against the broken steel bars and the edge of the floor, falling downward.

And the speed, getting slower and slower.

The trend of falling was resolved by the rope being pulled. After the rope was released, An Ran suddenly gripped it, held it, and pulled it back.

Ji Jue, together with Little Niu Ma, weighing four or five hundred pounds, actually began to rise steadily and was pulled onto the roof by him.

At the moment of landing, Ji Jue hadn't had time to crawl up.

Little Niu Ma rushed up and licked wildly with its tongue, beeping, looking like "I knew you wouldn't leave me alone, this Ji Ji is really weak."

Seeing this, Ji Jue's eyes went straight, and he was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

Call the police quickly, there is a lick-dog here!!!

But after being saved from the life-and-death crisis, he finally had time to check the situation around him—and then he discovered that his "holy shit" was really too early.

Fortunately, there are other dirty words to say.

"Damn it—"

Ji Jue, completely stunned.

The strong wind whistled, lifting the gloomy clouds like rotten cotton, revealing the gray sky, but it was impossible to distinguish whether it was day or night.

The scorching sun was like a circular hole, emitting dim light. And the bright moon was like a vortex, swallowing the flashing broken light, as if endless, not knowing fullness.

The stars that lost their orbits wandered wantonly in the sky, colliding with each other, emitting dots of starlight that stung the pupils.

The world seemed to be about to be destroyed, but it stopped at the moment before destruction.

And what really made Ji Jue's scalp tingle was the edge of the sky, the end of the earth, the scene that was as remote as a mirage, swaying and blurry.

A high tower that seemed to stand in the center of the earth, supporting the sky.

Even if separated by a remote and remote distance, no, separated by a long and long time, the magnificent and solemn appearance of the giant tower was still engraved on this piece of sky.

As if it would last forever.

But the giant tower was broken, from the center, broken at the waist—

Thus, the earth cracked, the sky overturned, and infinite disasters swept in all directions.

This is the last remnant left before the world is on the verge of destruction.

Just for a moment, it was eternally engraved on this piece of sky in the Rift Realm, leaving an indelible haze for all outsiders.

Ji Jue wiped his eyes, then wiped them again, until the gloomy clouds covered the sky again, and he finally recovered from that shocking scene, unable to breathe.

He just wanted to turn around and go home immediately, then grab the neck of the dog thing that made the observation report, and ask: This is a Rift Realm that can only accommodate below the Transcendent Rank?

Are you kidding me?!

But now, there is no way back, he has been swallowed by this Rift Realm.

"Brother Ball, what do you think?"

Ji Jue subconsciously touched his chest, but his fingers shrank back as if touching a red-hot branding iron, stinging. Not like, but it was!

Right in the inner pocket of his chest, the originally silent ghost ball emitted terrifying high temperature, just like a red-hot iron block, burning his hands.

Inside the ghost ball, the complex structure was running and rotating crazily, but it suddenly stalled and crashed in a sound that seemed to be breaking!

Before it completely fell silent, only the last warning words were left:

【Careful, something's wrong...】

Something's wrong?

Ji Jue was almost laughed at by anger, just wanting to point at this heaven and earth and the ruins in front of him and ask, where do you think this place has been right?

Big brother, are you okay!

Can you say something useful?

"Brother Ji Jue, be careful!!!"

An Ran's voice sounded suddenly. The moment he heard it, his eyes blurred, and the lock rope had already popped out from An Ran's sleeve, wrapped around his waist, and pulled him toward the back.

Without any resistance, Ji Jue's body flew into mid-air, turned his head in shock, and only then did he see the place where he had just stood... the floor covered with cracks, shattered suddenly.

From the building under the crack, what emerged was a huge mouthpart enough to chew him up and swallow him completely ten times!

A huge mouth like a meat grinder extended from the broken building, and then, it was the roaring sound of the building collapsing and shattering like firecrackers. The body, as long and thick as a train, just probed out from the building.

Like a living thing, yet like iron and stone.

Under the insect-like shell and rotten flesh, a faint luster of steel actually appeared, like machinery—but when Ji Jue subconsciously resonated with it with his ability, the induction became so elusive, difficult to lock, as if between existence and dissipation.

And the moment the circle of scarlet compound eyes around the huge mouthpart looked at Ji Jue, communication seemed to finally begin—what poured into his mind was a crazy scream that was enough to completely shatter his consciousness.

Like the painful wailing of thousands of people.

Those sounds overlapped together, better than thunder.

Suddenly exploded in the skull!

His eyes went black.

"What the hell!"

He fell toward the ground, but before that, Little Niu Ma had already started in place, burning tires and ejecting, with a skillful leap, and had already carried him on the motorcycle.

No order needed, directly crushing the gravel and bricks piled up at the corner of the wall, leaping up, pulling the rope of Xiao An, and directly soaring from the broken building, falling toward another collapsed rooftop. 【63-71

Run for your lives!

Boom!

Behind them, that massive monster with a shape like a centipede dove down at their original position, piercing through the building's body completely; the teetering, derelict building finally succumbed to a demolition-like collapse.

Dust danced, and stone fragments sprayed.

A strange, tidal sound erupted from the collapsed building, and then, like a waterfall, ferocious birds that had been roosting in the shadows gushed out and surged into the sky.

As if they had smelled meat, they swooped down toward them!

And the first one they locked onto was An Ran, who was hanging on the back!

At this moment, An Ran was clutching the chain in mid-air, being dragged along by the motorcycle, yet his body seemed to have no tendency to fall at all!

Old Zhang had once told Ji Jue that among the spiritual quality application techniques inherited by the followers of the White Deer Dao, there was a unique skill to freely conduct and control power, making oneself as light as nothing and leaping dozens of meters in a single bound.

When combined with the special blessing of the Supreme Good, it could even produce more exaggerated effects; even if one fell into water, one would not sink, but could instead step on the waves and float freely across the torrent, or alternatively, increase one's own weight to take root upon landing.

And now, what Ji Jue was seeing was an effect even better than the rumors—under the reinforcement of the blessing, An Ran's already negligible weight had been erased by the White Deer's spiritual quality technique, making him as light as a feather.

Like a kite, he soared freely in mid-air!

Even though he was currently being chased and surrounded by several strange birds, trapped in a heavy encirclement, An Ran still waved his hand to signal Ji Jue not to worry, and when he waved again, a shrill whistle that made the eardrums ache burst from his fingertips.

Like a peal of thunder.

A faint white line soared from his fingertips, shooting out like electricity, turning freely in mid-air, light and elegant, and just like that, it swept past.

It returned to his hand once more.

Only then did Ji Jue see clearly that it was a piece of iron that had been rubbed red by the air and was even slightly deformed!

It was no more than two fingers wide and a finger long, and its thickness was no different from a razor blade.

Immediately following that, ferocious blood flowers burst open in mid-air. Those swooping strange birds suddenly lost their momentum, each one spewing out colors of either dark green or scarlet, their dismembered limbs detaching from their bodies and falling toward the ground.

Not a single one was spared!

Only now, in the blood-filled wind blowing toward him, did Ji Jue see the smile on An Ran's face.

So innocent, overflowing with joy.

Perhaps this was his true self.

Unlike other families, the An family's rules were quite rigid; they were exceptionally resistant to autonomous awakening—a method of Supreme Good invocation that others might find more suitable for themselves—and members of every generation were formed through rituals pointing toward the White Deer for higher-level invocation.

Whether they were biological children, from collateral branches, or adopted orphans, they would all begin the ritual uniformly at the age of six, yet the conditions were extremely harsh, and those who could pass in any given year were few and far between.

Children who could not complete it would be relegated to the outer courtyard, and if no one within three generations could pass the ritual selection, they would be completely expelled. It was not a good thing for someone without talent to be associated with the An family.

And through higher-level invocation, the ability they awakened was also only one kind, and that was the simple and sturdy—Projection!

To put it bluntly, it was throwing things out of one's hand.

It was just that compared to ordinary people, they threw them further, faster, and stronger.

Strong to the point that even fellow Chosen were left in the dust!

This was the terror of inheritance.

Such a simple technique, after the research and tempering of generations of members, had seen its application methods and the inheritance of the skill become broad and profound to a degree difficult for ordinary people to imagine.

In the An family, such a technique was summarized as the "Vessel-Throwing Ritual."

Much like the tricks played by ancient nobles during banquets and revelry, it sounded so gentle and warm, masking the blood and death it created when it truly bared its edge.

Now, every time An Ran flicked his finger while swaying in the wind, blood flowers burst open from mid-air, and wails and shrill whistles rose together, never-ending.

But those dense blood vapors seemed to make the massive monster originally lurking in the derelict building even more frenzied; in its relentless pursuit, it kept opening its mouth, not even waiting for the corpses of those strange birds to fall from the sky to the ground.

The more it ate, the hungrier it became.

Circles of eerie compound eyes had already aimed at the chef in mid-air... in hot pursuit!

You dog, you've really locked onto this one bite, haven't you?

Ji Jue was completely numb; he twisted the throttle to the end, sparing no effort to squeeze out all his spiritual quality and pour it into the body of Little Niu Ma.

This caused the engine to vibrate and roar, and both exhaust pipes spewed out cyan tail flames like rockets.

The speed soared once again!

Just like that, nimbly soaring and leaping between the broken buildings, trekking between the collapsed ruins and bricks, like a shitty game cutscene where there was no QTE and everything had to be done manually, a desperate escape!