As he was falling, Xue Ying could see that past the black, fierce wind were several black silhouettes. Some were enormous, while others appeared in the shape of an ordinary human… that unseen suppressive force likewise alternated between strong and weak as well. The strong suppressive force was so strong that Xue Ying sensed it could kill him with a simple gaze. The weak force had the minimum strength of a Transcendent. All these sensations caused a tightening in Xue Ying’s heart.
At the beginning when he started falling, he had promised he would definitely return from the abyss, both to give his brother hope and to fight for his own survival! Yet right now, he understood that living through this disaster would be extremely challenging.
"Whatever, I’ll do it step by step." Xue Ying’s resolve was firm, "Firstly, I’ll need to think of a way to survive the fall."
Both his hands held onto the enormous scaled wing’s bone, stretching the wing apart.
