Handbook of Survival in the World of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 145 39: Survival

In the space shrouded in darkness, the only light source trembled slightly, illuminating this small area with clear boundaries.

Yan Xun's consciousness also began to blur.

Yan Yuanwang still struggled to climb to her sister's side.

Even if his strength is far from enough to save everything, at least... At least he can die together.The whole world is icy cold, and only with my sister can I feel the warmth.This is the only wish in his short life.

But it happened so fast.

Yan Yuanwang still maintained the posture of crawling forward, even though his hands were dug into the soil and his nails were turned up bloody, he couldn't move forward any more.

All and last efforts were in vain.Only by a little bit.

"Uh... ah..."

Yan Yuanwang writhed his body with difficulty and let out an incomprehensible whimper, spitting out blood, struggling to turn his head, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the culprit who destroyed everything——

Under the light, the long nail shone with a metallic luster, and it passed through his heart firmly, pinning his whole body to the ground so that he could not move.

The heart-wrenching pain is not worth it, and the things I have worked hard to look forward to have disappeared in an instant.Yan Yuanwang was in pain.

The short distance has now become an insurmountable abyss, Yan Yuanwang turned his head back, and looked at his sister who was motionless and seemed to have lost her life.Stretch your fingers and move forward with all your strength, trying to grab something, but you can only get air.

Xu's clenched fist was as weak and feeble as he himself.

Obviously, with only a little distance, I can touch my sister again...

Yan Yuanwang's sight gradually darkened, his body gradually became colder, and his consciousness began to dissipate.

Yan Xun woke up suddenly.

She almost felt that all her feelings were gone, but at that moment, it seemed that there was a sudden force that brought her back to life at the last moment.

But at that time, for her, the difference between waking up and not waking up seemed to no longer exist.

The choice itself is a dilemma. If she had to choose again, she would still resolutely choose to wake up.

Although after waking up, the things he was about to face were even more unacceptable.

Yan Xun's heart was greatly shocked when he saw the things in front of him clearly after waking up, followed by fear, anxiety, and anger.

Before closing his eyes, what appeared in front of his eyes was his younger brother softly calling "Sister" with a gentle smile on his face. After opening his eyes, Yan Yuanwang was nailed to the ground by a thick and big nail through his heart, unable to move. , he still kept twisting and struggling, and he moved forward with one hand, and was about to grab his shoe upper, but the last little distance was still difficult to cross, and he stayed there forever.

On Yan Yuanwang's face, Yan Xun saw unwillingness.

The hunter, admiring the dying struggle of his prey in the dark, showed no expression, as if he was watching a wonderful beast performance.He just wanted to hunt and kill the two siblings to obtain the "flowing fire" that allowed him to survive. The law of the jungle preyed on the strong.

As for watching the dying struggle of the prey, it is just a little hobby of his.In such a gloomy and extremely boring inner world, one must find something to entertain the long-lasting loneliness and emptiness.

And in this world where survival is fundamental, what could be more interesting than watching a trapped animal fight?
After waiting for a while, watching the two prey lose their strength for the last struggle, the hunter gradually lost his patience.The dying prey no longer has the will to live, and there is nothing to see. Then, next, it is time to harvest the last "flowing fire".

Thinking of this, the hunter slowly stepped out of the darkness.

When his figure finally escaped from the darkness and was exposed to the light, everything was reversed!

Yan Xun, who should have died long ago, suddenly raised his head, as if a flame was burning in his eyes reflecting the light.

It was intense anger and unwillingness, as well as hatred.

The hunter was stunned by the strong emotion contained in that gaze for a moment, but he returned to normal in the next second, "Oh? So you're not dead yet?"

The hunter's voice echoed in the space as if something was being torn apart, and it sounded so disgusting to Yan Xun's ears.

Yan Xun didn't have the heart to respond to such an obvious provocation, she quietly held her breath, gathered her last strength, and waited for the right time.

Yan Xun stared at the hunter who had been hiding in the darkness before and seemed to only shoot hidden guns behind his back, without giving up any details, hoping to find room for a counterattack somewhere.

The hunter's eyes moved up and down, approaching step by step, but he still didn't enter the range that Yan Xun expected to launch an attack.Yan Xun suppressed his emotions, still staring at him steadfastly, waiting for the hunter to show the slightest flaw.

The hunter kept making provocative words. Obviously, the hunter is good at words, and every word pokes the softest part of his heart.Yan Xun didn't respond, let alone reply, just stared at him. If sight can kill, then the hunter has already been poked into a sieve by this time.

Although the hunter had lost his patience, he still did not give up his vigilance.Yan Xun was about to be unable to suppress the deep-seated hatred in his heart. It was unknown whether he could succeed in his hasty plan between life and death, and he was just gambling.

Betting that the hunter will make a fatal mistake at a certain moment, and I can take advantage of it and defeat it—giving everything I have.

The hunter was still chattering, heart-pounding words echoed in this small almost enclosed space, Yan Xunquan pretended that they did not exist.

The two sides were at a stalemate.

Although a plan that hurts both sides may not necessarily defeat the opponent, it will certainly be able to inflict heavy damage on the hunter, but——Yan Xun has no time.

The eyes were blurred again, and there seemed to be three or four hunters splitting and overlapping; the piercing words that had been completely skipped before were approaching bit by bit, and began to attack the city and conquer the heart.

I can't help it.

Yan Xun thought to herself, and couldn't help but became anxious at a loss, but at this moment, she suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

The moment her vision was clear, she saw that the hunter was not wrapped in clothes, and his exposed skin suddenly collapsed and shriveled, losing his vitality.

——This is something Yan Xun is all too familiar with. This situation also proves that the other party urgently needs to be replenished with "Liuhuo" to continue his life.

Both sides are running out of time, and to some extent they are on the same starting line, and the two sides seem to be on an equal footing.

Next, it is to see who is the first to be unable to hold on and the first to attack.

(End of this chapter)