91 Near Death (1/2)

The being watched as the energy burst out from the altar. After seeing the irreparable damage it had done, it flew through the sky leaving the team alone in the pits of the abyss. As it soared through the skies, he saw similar explosions in the distance where the other pillars of light are at. It stared at one of the pillars of light and vanished in a black shadow shooting forwards towards the light.

Xin Fan started to hyperventilate as blood kept flowing out. He spasmed on the ground feeling his body breaking down from within. In the corner of his vision, he could see his two teammates also struggling just like him. When the qi concentration in the air reaches a high level, cultivators and mortals alike would be inflicted with qi poisoning. This concept is similar to that of oxygen in which a highly concentrated dosage is toxic.

”H.....elp”

Xin Fan winced at the sound of Tianfei struggling to breath besides him. From both ends, he could hear them starting to cough up blood. His shaking hands grasped at the air and took out a pill from empty space. A jolt of pain stuck his body as he spasmed once again dropping the pill. The pill rolled off the the sides away from his reach. Xin Fan felt his vision slowly turn white as he felt the blood slowly drain from his body. Flashes of the past slowly entered his mind as he did so. As a child, he only had so much memories to have.

'Is this what happens when one dies?'

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'Sorry...that just came out'

'Why do you never tell us anything!'

The first few memories were the recent ones, ones that only happened an moments ago. They were as vivid as the actual event and he could still feel the energy from that time.

'The particles displace the death aura.'

Xin Fan's body jolted as he struggled against the pain. In his mind, time seemed to reverse as events of the past played backwards. In his mind, he was fighting against pages upon pages slowly corroding his body. His pain from then started to ache as he gripped his heart. A vein popped around his neck spurting out blood onto the cold stone floor.

”I shall...Resist...”

'Farmer...Dragon and of course Glutton...Be ready for I am not going to go easy.'

Memories of fighting a skeleton surfaced in his mind. He remembered the futility of fighting a undying enemy. One that would recover immediately after being struck down. This futility was something that kept lingering even in the depths of his memories.

”I will not...give...up...”

'Every Debt has a Debtor.'

A figure of a small boy emerged in his mind. He was unlikable, he may have had hatred to him. Yet the only image he had was of him taking a blow for him.

'I am you and you are me...'

A lonesome figure appeared in his mind. He had the expression of a man who had long given up on worldly matters. This man had been with him the entire time despite not showing it. He was after all, Xin Kong, a part of himself. The vision slowly erased and he was left alone on an open field. He recognized this place. It was where he stayed and played around for the majority of his childhood. he was on the ground and saw a chubby child extend his hand out to him. He grasped that hand.

'The 5 year promise...I Like it. Let that rock be there to remind you of your goal.'