Chapter 329 - The Best Way to Die (1/2)

Translator: StarReader

Editor: Elitecoder

“Lin Xuanfeng, half a day has passed!” The owner of the cold eyes stalking the beaten up prey spoke.

Panting, Lin Xuanfeng was soaked but wasn’t slowing down even for a second. He only took deep breaths and gained more speed, not stopping for his life.

“In ten hours I’m making a move.”

Lin Xuanfeng, with his sealed cultivation, had been at it for 14 hours. His speed had been at its peak all this time and his leg shuddered with every hop. The run had been so intense, the sole of his shoe had worn off.

He’d been hopping about barefoot through thorns and bushes and was now leaving a blood trail.

He wished nothing more than to take a breather after such a long and intense fleeing.

But Zhuo Fan’s constant cold reminder from behind came as a rude awakening. Stopping meant dying, his corpse forever pushing up daisies in the middle of the forest.

Lin Xuanfeng’s sole option was to bear through the pain and run.

“Eight hours left!”

The countdown on his life aroused Lin Xuanfeng from his rambling run and swaying vision, “That’s too soon!”

A glance at the sky would give light into this matter.

Unless of course a certain face was blocking it, scaring the living daylight out of him.

“You still have time to stargaze? The clock is ticking. Better hurry up or your head will fall!” Zhuo Fan grinned.

Lin Xuanfeng gasped and forgot about the sky as he sprung forth like mad.

Zhuo Fan snickered and resumed following from behind. Like a reaper, his voice descended upon the wretched.

“Six hours left!”

Lin Xuanfeng’s eyes were bloodshot in his mad sprint.

“Four hours left!”

Lin Xuanfeng ran with his life on the line. Faster than even before he got his cultivation sealed!

“Only… two hours…” Zhuo Fan’s face twisted in a grim smile.

Lin Xuanfeng’s face fell. He was soaked in sweat, his face red as blood, but his heart was wrecked from this torment. He closed his eyes and ran head first…

Passing one more bush just like the thousands before it, Lin Xuanfeng saw a green crystal, four meters tall. The wood exit.

The audience knew Zhuo Fan and the four were playing a deadly game of chase. It looked like he was torturing them. Many believed he pulled a game on them as an excuse to come out of this pickle with his face unmarred.

Zhuo Fan was the top dog for thousands of miles around and yet still refrained from setting himself against four houses by looking for a reason to let the four go.

But when Lin Xuanfeng came out from the forest, they were shocked.

Lin Xuanfeng looked nothing like the proud Forest Fleeting Dragon of before. Passing through pointy vegetation barefoot had made pinpoint incisions each time and now his sole of the foot was stripped of flesh.

As he crossed the last bush, everyone heard a resounding crack. His knee snapped from the sheer speed, in an open fracture.

Anyone moving at such blazing speed would know what that meant. But Zhuo Fan’s constant reminder had him scared to death. His mind had been reduced to thinking only about survival and he was unaware what running for his life at such insane speed would do.

Not even when his last leg broke and his bloody face crunched into the ground did Lin Xuanfeng care. His eyes showed only madness. Watching the wood exit ahead, he cackled. “Ha-ha-ha, I’ve finally arrived. I can survive!”

With red eyes and without legs, Lin Xuanfeng crawled his way forward as his lips cracked into a smile. Euphoria descended upon his mind.

He was going to live!

This was the chance Zhuo Fan gave him, the chance to survive. Of the four he was the only one innocent, so Zhuo Fan gave him a way out, as long as he could grasp it.

Lin Xuanfeng elbowed his way faster towards his hope.