The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 335 - 230: Escape from the Brink of Death

Chapter 335: Chapter 230: Escape from the Brink of Death

In the dark room.

At this moment, a large piece of theater costume floated in mid-air, swaying with the wind. The five Evolvers were unable to escape the assault of the costume or leave the room. They could only be grasped by the icy palms stretching out from the costume and slowly dragged into the deep darkness.

No matter how strong they were, it was all in vain, for they had exhausted all their methods. Now they had no means left and could only wait for death to come.

The sounds of struggle were getting fainter because the deeper they sank, the tighter the binds became. At the beginning, they might resist a little, but in the end, even those in the Spiritual Realm couldn’t fight back. Even with all their might, they couldn’t make those hands budge an inch.

This subversion of power shouldn’t exist in such a world.

They were very unlucky to have encountered it on their first Cross Border.

Just when everyone was about to completely vanish from this world.

Suddenly.

The previously shut door creaked open, and an equally chilling breath spilled in from outside. Moreover, a figure, clearly a woman, entered from outside at a slow pace. The place that could lock down a Soul Realm powerhouse was not at all able to stop her entry.

But faced with all these abnormalities, no one was paying attention anymore.

Because most of their bodies had already been devoured by the bizarre costume.

The head on the costume, which belonged to Zhang Xun, was turning slightly, staring at the slowly approaching woman—in fact, a woman with a deathly pale face always bearing a strange smile. She simply appeared, and blood, crimson as it dripped down, began to fall from the ceiling. The woman didn’t do anything but walk over to the costume and then extend her equally cold hand to rest it slowly on the costume’s shoulder.

In that moment.

It was as if some power collided, the entire dark room seemed to shake and twist. The head belonging to Zhang Xun now showed a horrified expression, as if afraid.

The next instant.

The costume floating in mid-air collapsed to the floor as if it had lost a certain supporting power, and the darkness that could swallow everyone disappeared swiftly. The eerie hands that were grasping them seemed as if scorched, retracting all at once.

All the anomalies vanished, and everything seemed to return to calm.

Feeling the binds dissolve.

At this moment, all the survivors burst forth with immense power and broke free from the large costume.

Some hit the wall with such force due to their vigorous escape that a loud bang echoed.

"What happened? Am I still alive?"

Qin Bing was shaken, panting, fear evident in his eyes.

"No idea, I felt for a moment that the hand pulling me shrunk back, and that darkness capable of swallowing a living person disappeared."

Li Yi was as startled as he was scared. He had truly skirted the edge of the ghost gate, thinking his death was certain, yet somehow he was alive again.

"Look, the door’s been opened?"

Tao Yuan, too, having a close call with death, then caught a glimpse of the door that had been tightly closed but was now open.

"Let’s escape, leave this place."

No matter why things turned out this way, they could no longer withstand any more ordeals. They needed to hurry away to safety.

Qin Bing burst forth with energy and rushed out.

Li Yi and Tao Yuan quickly followed suit, wanting to flee immediately. Who knew if the door would close again after opening? They didn’t wish to experience what just happened ever again.

But before leaving, Li Yi paused because he saw Zhang Jing and Xu Qiumei lying motionless on the floor, not knowing if they were dead or what.

"Take them with us, we can’t leave them here. We cannot expose Cross Border information," Li Yi said as he picked up Xu Qiumei.

"Makes sense."

Tao Yuan also came around, carrying the unconscious Zhang Jing as they made their escape.

The group rapidly left the room and rushed down the stairs at full speed, returning to the first floor of the building in less than fifteen seconds.

This time they had learned their lesson and didn’t move together but scattered, to avoid a similar situation where an encounter with a single ghost almost wiped them out, leaving none alive.

"Split up and run, we’ll regroup later," Li Yi ordered as he spoke, carrying Xu Qiumei toward a direction.

"Right, let’s get to safety first, then look for a chance to meet up," Qin Bing and Tao Yuan agreed and responded immediately.

Quickly.

The three of them who could still move headed in different directions.

But as soon as they left the building, they seemed to be spotted, and warnings were shouted at them immediately.

"Stop, don’t move, or we’ll shoot."

"Don’t move."

"Bang!"

Then Li Yi heard gunshots. It seemed Qin Bing and Tao Yuan were under attack by the security personnel here. However, against the experts of the Spiritual Realm, they could dodge sniper bullets, let alone those of ordinary firearms.

Shadows darted quickly through the darkness of the night, weaving through the gunshots. After dodging several sweeps of gunfire, Qin Bing and Tao Yuan broke through the security line and blended into the crowd of the city, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

"What is this? A superhuman?" the shooter was dumbfounded.

Not even bullets can hit him?

Li Yi’s situation was a bit better; because the noise elsewhere had drawn attention away, he took advantage of the momentary distraction of the nearby security personnel to escape, and then quickly left the area, heading towards safety.

It took him less than half a minute to leave the range of that building and arrive in a secluded alley in the city.

He didn’t continue running, instead, he set down Xu Qiumei, who was in his arms.

"Cough cough!"

Xu Qiumei coughed twice, spitting out blood. Her body was contorted and deformed, her injuries unknown in severity. If it weren’t for the robust life force of a Cultivator in the Spiritual Realm, she would have died long ago.

"I didn’t expect you to actually rescue me... I thought you would kick me while I was down and take the chance to kill me," she said, lifting her head to look at Li Yi, with a hint of surprise and bitterness in her eyes.

How ironic.

Unable to move due to severe injuries, it was Li Yi who carried her to safety.

"After all, we were teammates. Even though we have our enmities, if I were to kill you, I’d do it honorably, not by sneak attacks or by kicking you when you’re down," Li Yi said calmly. "If I did that, who would dare to team up with me in the future?"

"I didn’t expect you to have principles, but you won’t get the chance to kill me. My injuries are too severe, and I won’t last much longer," Xu Qiumei added.

She knew her condition well; after all, her body had been crushed bit by bit by that terrifying force, and even an Evolver couldn’t withstand it.

Li Yi fell silent for a moment. Despite his grievances with Xu Qiumei, he did not wish to see such an outcome.

To confront the terrifying unknown and have a Cross-border teammate die so senselessly.

In some ways, after all, everyone in the team had the same goal.

"Li Yi..." Xu Qiumei suddenly looked at him again.

"Do you have any last words? I can convey them for you if I make it back," Li Yi said calmly.

"No last words. I was prepared to die before crossing over; I just want to apologize for what I’ve done before," said Xu Qiumei weakly.

Li Yi didn’t respond; his expression was complex.

It seems the old saying is true: a dying person’s words are kind.

Isn’t it a bit late to say sorry now?

However, after Xu Qiumei uttered those words, her head tilted aside, and life left her, but the blood still kept flowing unabated from her battered body.

Looking at Xu Qiumei’s corpse, Li Yi, after a moment of silence, could only take the things from her body to avoid exposing information about the Cross-borderers.

And just as he did so.

Suddenly.

Li Yi abruptly shouted, "Who’s there? Come out."

A certain intuition alerted him to an unusual presence, with his eyes gleaming in the gloomy alley.

"Seemingly ordinary people, possessing no supernatural powers, yet displaying extraordinary strength, you folks have indeed opened my eyes. But you’re different from the rest; there’s a certain curse on you, very frightening," a voice came from the end of the alley. There was clearly no one there, but in the next moment, as a dim streetlamp in the alley flickered, a young man appeared abruptly in front of Li Yi as if out of thin air.

"Who are you?" Li Yi eyed him warily.

Then instinctively realized that this man might be a Cultivator from this world. After all, with such terrifying ghosts in this world, there had to be individuals capable of facing them; otherwise, the world would have perished long ago.

It’s just that their numbers must be few.

But the strength... absolutely terrifying.

"Wang Qiao, the person in charge of Dazhuang City, specializing in handling various supernatural events," the young man introduced himself without concealing his identity and then asked, "What’s your name?"

"Li Yi." He didn’t hide it either.

Since no one in this world knew of Li Yi, he saw no need to conceal his identity.

"Li Yi, is it? It looks like your teammate has died; what a pity," Wang Qiao glanced at Xu Qiumei’s corpse and shook his head slightly. "However, I am also responsible for her death. I deliberately refused to save her, wanting all of you to be wiped out in that building. After all, in my eyes, you are too special, better off dead."

"So, you’re here to kill me?" Li Yi’s expression changed slightly.

Indeed, being discovered as a Cultivator immediately aroused hostility from the natives of this world, who saw his kind as heretics that needed to be eradicated.

Of course, he understood; if the roles were reversed, he probably would have done the same.

"That was the case before, but now... we’re the same kind of people. What if killing you causes the fierce ghosts to resurrect? I don’t have much time left, so I don’t want to complicate things, but I can’t just ignore you folks... what a headache," Wang Qiao sighed deeply, his tone utterly cold and devoid of emotion.

"I know of a place in Da Han City that’s perfect for people like you. It just so happens that I know a guy who delivers messages. In three days, you’ll receive a letter. Go with him to deliver it then. If you’re lucky, you might survive. If not, then I’m sorry," he said.

Having said that,

Wang Qiao turned and left.

As the lights in the alley sputtered and buzzed once more, his figure vanished into thin air again.