Xiaoxiao.

When Kuang Zheng shouted "Run!" at the top of his lungs, Ying Yue's heart skipped a beat, but she did not hesitate at all.

Although she was filled with endless concern and worry for her lover's safety, reason told her that if she stayed, she would not only be unable to help him, but would also become a burden, and even endanger their lives.

So, even though her heart felt like it was being gnawed by a million ants, Ying Yue still gathered all her strength into her legs without hesitation the moment she heard the warning.

She sped off towards the outskirts of the wilderness like a bolt of lightning.

Along the way, she dared not think about anything, she just ran forward desperately.

Time passed second by second, and a full hour had gone by. Ying Yue felt that her physical strength was about to be exhausted, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.

Finally, after crossing another huge chasm, Ying Yue could no longer hold on. Her body fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a dense forest.

Ying Yue lay on the ground, panting heavily, her clothes already soaked with sweat.

She had never experienced such a thrilling escape.

Along the way, she had no time to leave any marks or conserve any energy.

Because she knew all too well that, when facing such an unapproachable and powerful being as Nascent Soul stage as herself, even the slightest lapse in concentration would lead her to an abyss of eternal damnation.

So from the very beginning, she unleashed all her strength without reservation, just to fight for a chance to survive.

Wu Ren was the same. Skilled in agility, he unleashed his full potential under the immense pressure, like a volcanic eruption.

His figure moved like lightning, his speed surpassing any previous moment.

It truly proves the old saying: "Human potential is limitless; it only needs the right opportunity to be unleashed."

The trees on both sides of the road turned into blurry afterimages beside his rapidly moving figure, rushing rapidly backward.

For the first time in his life, Wu Ren felt a stinging sensation on his cheeks from the strong wind, but he ignored it completely and poured all his strength into increasing his speed, not daring to think about protecting himself even for a moment.

Because he deeply understood that every additional step he took to increase the distance between himself and the enemy would increase his chances of survival.

At this moment, it has become a true race against time, where speed is the key to survival.

Wu Ren was fully aware of the terrifying strength of the enemy; he also knew how hard-won this chance to escape was.

Therefore, his mind was completely blank at that moment, and he had no time to think about anything else. All his energy and attention were focused on how to make himself faster.

Deep within his heart burned only one unwavering belief—faster! Faster! Even faster!!

Only by being fast enough can one overcome all difficulties and obstacles and escape alive.

And so, Wu Ren sped along like lightning, and time passed by, lasting a full hour.

However, at that moment, he suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went black, as if the whole world was being swallowed up by darkness.

Meanwhile, Kuang Zheng also encountered a huge crisis while the two were desperately trying to escape!

Although it was only a wisp of Zhu Xian's divine consciousness, the strength of the Nascent Soul stage was far beyond what he could currently withstand.

Although that wisp of divine consciousness was on the verge of collapse due to the sudden counterattack from Kuangzheng's sea of ​​consciousness, the attack it launched still hit him without any doubt.

In an instant, his body, like a kite with a broken string, completely lost control and plummeted downwards at an astonishing speed.

Keep in mind, this was an attack from a Nascent Soul Realm expert! Even if it was just a tiny bit of divine consciousness before it collapsed, it was still unbearable for Kuang Zheng at this moment.

Despite Kuang Zheng's desperate efforts to channel his spiritual energy to his back at the last moment in an attempt to withstand the terrifying blow, all his efforts were ultimately in vain.

That seemingly casual attack contained boundless power, landing heavily on Kuang Zheng like Mount Tai crushing an egg.

With a loud "bang," Kuang Zheng plummeted straight down the cliff into the bottomless abyss below, like a cannonball.

"Rumble..."

With a deafening roar, Kuang Zheng's body slammed violently into the deep pool.

The immense force was like a tidal wave, instantly blasting the water in the deep pool more than ten meters high, splashing water everywhere and forming a white mist.

Such a strong impact almost shattered all the bones in Kuang Zheng's body, and the excruciating pain swept over him like a tidal wave, nearly causing him to faint.

But at this critical moment, the intense pain actually jolted Kuang Zheng back to consciousness.

He felt his abdomen churning, and a sweet, metallic taste rose to his throat, which he could no longer suppress.

Then, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

With the expulsion of this mouthful of blood, the suffocating feeling that had been building up in his chest finally eased slightly.

At this moment, his whole body seemed to have been disassembled and reassembled. Every muscle and every bone seemed to have lost its original connection and support, becoming loose and powerless.

Even the slightest movement of a finger causes excruciating pain, like being gnawed by a thousand venomous insects at once, a heart-wrenching agony.

However, if he cannot take timely measures to regulate and repair his body, Zhu Xian's attack will remain in his body, wantonly damaging his meridians and energy channels.

If he ignores the situation, he will face utter ruin!

Therefore, although every breath was a nightmarish torment for him, causing him to nearly faint from the pain, the incredibly strong will to survive deep within him inspired him like a raging fire.

With an unparalleled willpower, he laboriously moved his body, which had completely lost consciousness and was floating in the icy pool, slowly but steadily moving closer to the shore.

Whenever his body made even the slightest movement, it was followed by a heart-wrenching pain, like lightning flashing across the sky, instantly spreading throughout his body, causing him to tremble violently involuntarily.

Her once rosy complexion turned deathly pale in the blink of an eye, devoid of any color.

His lower lip, however, was already bleeding from being bitten so hard. Bright red blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the water and creating shocking blood flowers.

Even with such self-harm, the immense pain endured by the body was not relieved in the slightest.

Standing in the icy cold pool, his forehead was covered with glistening beads of sweat from the extreme pain. These beads shimmered faintly in the sunlight, as if they were his last struggle and cry before the flame of his life was about to be extinguished.

Despite the horrifying agony he was enduring, despite the waves of increasingly intense pain relentlessly assaulting his fragile nerves, despite his hundreds of attempts to regain his footing...

However, even in the face of such a difficult situation, he still gritted his teeth and struggled to support his already exhausted body.

He had only one firm belief in his heart: he must get out of this icy pool alive!

With extraordinary willpower, he constantly adjusted his posture and movements, moving forward slowly and laboriously.

Every attempt felt like a life-or-death struggle with death, but he never considered giving up.

Once, twice... a hundred times, ten thousand times...

Countless failures did not break him; instead, they made him more resilient.

During this long and agonizing process, his body gradually adapted to the cold and icy environment around him, and his muscles trembled slightly due to prolonged tension.

Finally, as the saying goes, heaven rewards those who persevere. Through his unremitting efforts, his body finally touched the shore that was so close yet seemed so far away.

At that moment, joy surged through him like a tide, but he knew that the real challenge was not yet over.

The journey ahead was equally arduous; he would have to overcome numerous difficulties once again to climb out of the cold pool.

After another painful struggle, he successfully left the terrifying icy pool with his amazing willpower.

The moment his body touched the shore, the joy of victory was like a spring breeze, instantly relaxing his tense nerves.

But in that instant of relaxation, an intense weariness overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, almost causing him to faint.

If I really lose consciousness right now, I may never wake up again.

Thinking of this, he mustered all his strength, quickly calmed his mind, and began to carefully mobilize the little spiritual energy left in his body.

He knew that Ying Yue and Wu Ren had exhausted all their strength while escaping and had no time to leave any marks to guide their way.

They were only focused on fleeing desperately, completely disregarding their surroundings, so it was virtually impossible for them to return to their starting point in a short time.

To prevent the enemy from setting a trap, they will not set foot in this area again for some time.

So now he has to rely on himself. If he falls into a coma at this moment, it would be tantamount to falling into a dead end. His relaxation just now almost led to his demise.

Although he now feels excruciating pain even when he breathes, his strong will to survive and extraordinary willpower prevent him from slacking off in the slightest.

Amidst the excruciating pain that felt like each breath was taking his lungs out, he began his arduous recovery.