No way...
Just as his mind was in turmoil, a faint light suddenly appeared before his eyes.
"Got it!"
Perhaps because he had kept his eyes closed for a long time, or perhaps because his soul had just returned to its place, the blinding light made Jiang Cheng groan uncomfortably. However, he stubbornly resisted this momentary physiological reaction and forced his eyelids up.
Slowly, his eyes finally opened.
The world that appeared before him was indeed blood red, hazy, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"this……"
Jiang Cheng slightly raised his hand, laboriously lowered his head, and tried to observe whether his torso was still intact.
Only then did he realize that the slippery liquid that had just flowed from the corner of his eye wasn't tears, but rather...
Blood.
Thick blood covered him, leaving mottled droplets that adorned his body, with some small splattered bloodstains landing on the grass beside him.
"Whoosh—"
A cool breeze blew by, and he couldn't help but shiver.
The soaring wind rose into the clouds, dispersing the dense layers between heaven and earth.
Between heaven and earth, only a steep cliff tore the space in two. One step to the left, and there was a picturesque, verdant valley; one step to the right, and there was a bottomless, steep, dark pit.
On the edge of the cliff, a small figure knelt on the spot, motionless, staring down at his left hand.
The handsome young man was completely naked, but his body was covered with a layer of broken particles and dust. Under the influence of the moist air, this dust formed a tightly sealed "shell," or perhaps "armor" derived from his body, tightly surrounding him.
The grass was dotted with bright red spots, which from a distance looked like blooming wildflowers, but upon closer inspection, they turned out to be dried bloodstains.
The boy knelt on the ground, hands clasped behind his back, head bowed. A sharp longsword pierced his chest from front to back, the tip sinking deep into the ground, pinning him to the spot. The wound had long since stopped bleeding, leaving no trace, only a thick layer of dust. Pinned to the cliff edge, he was utterly unable to move.
At this moment, Jiangcheng was like a strange statue, standing in the center of this desolate world.
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