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Chapter 709

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What was the membrane? Tang Ling no longer pondered the question.

If he did not have a suitable tool, he would never be able to get up there. What kind of tool would be suitable then? Tang Ling was never a person who gave up easily. He grabbed the Invisible Dimension Fixing Blade and quickly searched for his storage.

The simplest way was to tie the Blood Bulrush Sword with a rope and make it into something similar to a grappling hook.

Would it work or not? Tang Ling was not confident, but he had to try before he knew it.

Fortunately, Tang Ling had a lot of rope in his storage space. After all, he had collected a lot of them during the voyage, so keeping one in his storage space suited Tang Ling's habit of collecting things whenever he had nothing to do.

Taking the rope out, Tang Ling started to make the tool that he wanted without a second thought, but at that very moment, his sensitive brows furrowed as he instinctively looked up.

How is this happening?

The big crack was closing faster than before! What he saw was that the length of the crack was closing at a speed of more than 10 meters per second, and the width was also closing at a speed of a few meters per second.

The worse news was that time seemed to be messed up in this place. In one second, Tang Ling saw that the crack was closing at this speed, and in the next two seconds, it was closing even faster!

In other words, if Tang Ling could not climb up within 30 seconds, it would be almost impossible for him to do so.

It was almost 2,000 meters high. Even without considering the impact of the water flow and the lack of tools, Tang Ling could not guarantee that he could climb up in less than 30 seconds even if he was at his peak condition, let alone now.

What should I do? Am I going to die in there? Tang Ling was not too worried about it. Since the crack would appear during the resource season, he would just have to think of a way to deal with it during the next resource season, provided that he could survive.

Could he survive? Due to Kun's hints in the Mysterious Store, Tang Ling had prepared a lot of resources. If he saved some, not only would he survive, but he could also ensure his cultivation.

As long as he was not trapped for eight to ten years, even if he was trapped for eight to ten years, Tang Ling could still think of a way out when he looked at the countless vicious beast carcasses hanging on the protruding rocks.

With that in mind, Tang Ling was slightly relieved.

However, at that very moment, a huge commotion came from above. Following the commotion, Tang Ling was dumbstruck when he saw the crack that was almost closed was torn open by an unknown force.

Who could be so capable? Here to save me?

The moment the thought popped up in his mind, he was speechless when he saw a giant shadow covering the crack above him.

What the hell is this?! A moment later, Tang Ling was rendered speechless because he clearly saw that the giant shadow was an island! It was not a big island, but he was very familiar with it. Was it not the owner of the deserted island?

"What are you waiting for? The space-time turbulence is about to surge, hurry up and use your ability. I can't speak, my energy is almost exhausted! "At this moment, the familiar voice of the owner of the deserted island reverberated in this space.

What ability? It was the first thought that popped up in Tang Ling's mind when he heard the words.

Her second thought was that she trusted him so much? You still want to follow me? Or was it an island that was so ruthless?

As for the last thought, what is space-time turbulence?

However, there was no time for Tang Ling to get to the bottom of all these questions. The owner of the deserted island's energy was also exhausted, so it was impossible for him to answer Tang Ling.

All Tang Ling could see was that the crack that was torn open lasted for less than a second. After the island sank into the crack, it returned to its original state and closed up even faster than before.

Where was the deserted island? For some reason, it floated in the air quietly and started to shrink rapidly. Countless dirt, trees, and stones fell from the sky.

Tang Ling's stingy nature started to kick in again. He was heartbroken because the dirt and stones on the deserted island were all treasures! How could he waste them in such a harsh environment?

Instinctively, he used the Invisible Dimension Setting Blade to open up his space and went to the edge of the stone ridge, trying his best to scoop up the debris.

"What are you doing? Hurry up! "It was at that moment that the owner of the deserted island screamed at the top of his lungs.

Frightened, Tang Ling quickly closed the space. In just a few seconds, with the help of his spirit, his space sucked in a lot of debris and almost filled it up.

Since it was not a loss, Tang Ling closed the space. But what should he hurry up with?

Then, Tang Ling fell on his butt on the stone ridge because an unprecedented sense of danger exploded in his heart. No, it was not just a sense of danger anymore. He felt like he was going to die at that very moment, and it was a lot more serious than the sense of danger before he fell into the crack.

Maybe since things had progressed to this stage, it was too late to salvage the situation, so Tang Ling even skipped the sense of anxiety.

It was the sudden impact that made Tang Ling fall on his butt. He had been through a lot of danger, so he was already a calm person that he was numb to the pain.

It was obvious how desperate the situation was.

Before Tang Ling could savor the situation, the black crack that was closing suddenly lit up and the light came from below.

Tang Ling's slightly dull gaze scanned the area below him, and he was completely dumbstruck.

**

What did Tang Ling see?

He saw a river. Yes, it was a river. The river with countless debris was actually a tremendous amount of energy. It was turbulent and dangerous as if it could tear everything apart.

What kind of energy was this? What kind of power gathered them together? What kind of form did they exist in? What kind of structure was it? Why was it glowing?

Ever since Tang Ling came into contact with the scientific knowledge of the old civilization, even though cultivation was tough, he seized every spare moment to read and enrich his knowledge, so he instinctively thought about it.

However, he realized that the existence of the energy river had far surpassed the basic scientific explanation of the old civilization.

If the energy river could not be explained, then the debris of various sizes in the river would be even more inexplicable.

The debris was so surreal that it felt like he was looking at a strange painting. The debris seemed to be wrapped in the river, but upon a closer look, it looked like they were floating outside the river.

It might be difficult to understand, but if he had to make an analogy, it was like a picture of a landscape hanging on the wall and a hand was placed outside the picture.

At first glance, the hand looked like it was in the picture, but in fact, the picture was just a two-dimensional picture while the hand was in a three-dimensional space.

It was a messy description, but it could barely explain what Tang Ling saw.

However, that was not all about the shards. A single glance at the shards was enough to confuse one as if one was being sucked into the shards. The scariest thing was that countless blurry images would flash before one's eyes. Even though the images would pause occasionally, the pauses were similar to a video from the old civilization where the frames were dropped.

But so what? Tang Ling still could not see a single image clearly.

It was just a brief glance, but Tang Ling's brain was shaken violently. He was afraid that his spirit would be torn apart if he continued to stare at it.

"Space-time turbulence?" Tang Ling suddenly understood what the owner of the deserted island was talking about.

Among all the talent abilities, the time and space abilities were the most profound and rare. Even with such talent abilities, the two laws were the hardest to understand and learn.

Therefore, even if there were people with such talent abilities, they would find it hard to unleash their full potential. However, as long as they could unleash a little of their potential, they would become the best.

Was this the time to think about all these? Obviously not! The moment Tang Ling saw the space-time turbulence, he came to a conclusion. Given his current condition, he could not touch the river. The moment the turbulent energy touched him, he might be crushed to pieces. No, not even a piece of him would be left.

Tang Ling still could not understand what those debris were. Was it life force? Tang Ling dared not be sure either because everything that happened before his eyes had exceeded his understanding.

However, it was not the time for him to despair yet because the owner of the deserted island had followed him regardless of the consequences and even reminded him to use his own abilities at the very end! It meant that there was still a chance of survival!

Beads of sweat appeared on Tang Ling's forehead. The moment the space-time turbulence appeared, it surged from the bottom of the void to the top at lightning speed. If he was not mistaken, the whole place would be drowned in two minutes at most.

What should I do? Tang Ling unconsciously looked at the owner of the deserted island. What if the owner of the island gave him another hint? However, in Tang Ling's eyes, the deserted island was about to disappear. A gigantic skeleton that he could not tell what it was was rapidly taking shape and the crack above the skeleton was completely sealed.

He could not hope for anything else. He could not get out! The only way was to rely on his own abilities!

Tang Ling took two deep breaths and tried his best to calm himself down. Even though the dimensional turbulence was terrifying, he had to observe it carefully.

In a desperate situation, the easiest way was to make a choice. He had to eliminate the most hopeless option and choose the one that was not as hopeless.

Of course, it required excellent judgment, and judgment was built on top of understanding. Tang Ling could not understand what was happening before him. All he could feel was a faint feeling, so he had no idea whether it was right or not. Therefore, Tang Ling had to rely on some luck to get out of this situation.

"I hope the God of Fortune can hug me today," Tang Ling muttered. What was the God of Fortune? He had no idea. In some books from the old civilization, the God of Fortune was a god that gathered all kinds of luck. The people of the old civilization, especially the Huaxians, loved the God of Fortune.

Tang Ling was of Huaxian descent, so it was natural for him to choose the God that the Huaxians loved.

After muttering to himself, Tang Ling made his choice without a second thought. First, he eliminated the so-called river of energy and placed his only chance of survival on the fragments that he could not understand.

Since the chance of survival was related to his abilities, Tang Ling made his choice without a second thought.

What were his abilities? In short, it was his Precise Instinct and his flame! In short, his Precise Instinct and his flame would not work.

Fire definitely wouldn't do. In front of the spacetime turbulence, it was like a 'little brother'.

What about his Precise Instinct? There were actually many ways to use it. Measurement? Observation of the flow of energy? Structure analysis?

It seemed like it was useful, but it also seemed like it was useless … Tang Ling was a little anxious. Time passed unknowingly as he pondered. The dimensional turbulence pressed in a little more, and it seemed like he only had around a minute left.

It was at that moment that Tang Ling felt a little anxious. He instinctively glanced around and realized that the stone ridge was obviously not wide enough. Be it the unconscious Higan or Wu Mingzhu's body, both of them were about to slide down.

Tang Ling grabbed Higan and hugged her tightly. Wu Mingzhu's body was not that important, but since he pitied her and wanted to bury her, Tang Ling did not want to go against his original intention. He was purely trying to see if he could put Wu Mingzhu's body into his own space and he succeeded.

It undoubtedly wasted Tang Ling's precious five seconds, but it was those five seconds that gave Tang Ling an idea.

Speaking of which, he really did have an ability that he did not expect. Regardless of whether the ability was derived from his Precise Instinct or a separate, unknown ability, it still existed. It was a kind of foresight and sensing ability.

Being able to sense and foresee danger and whatnot …

If that's the case!

Tang Ling knew this might be his only choice, which was to rely on his feelings.

Fine, I'll give it a try!

Before the dimensional turbulence drowns me, I'll jump onto the debris. Although I have no idea what the debris is, I'll feel it. If I don't feel anything bad, I'll jump! I'll take the risk!

With that in mind, Tang Ling did it right away.

He stared at the debris one by one and picked one. He focused his spirit and started to imagine if he would be in danger after jumping onto it.

His method was a little ridiculous. Tang Ling did not know whether he would succeed or not, but to his surprise, his heart responded to his intuition.

The response he got was anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, and the gray color of death.

It works!

Tang Ling was not disappointed by the feeling in his heart. Instead, his eyes shone brightly. It was fine if he was pressed for time. As long as he knew what to do, everything would be filled with hope.

Therefore, Tang Ling started to feel the debris in the river of the dimensional turbulence. He could not simply choose the debris as he had to choose the ones that he could reach.

After all, the dimensional turbulence was flowing and there were many debris in the river. If he did not want to come into contact with the turbulent river, the number of debris that he could choose was limited.

Ten seconds later, the turbulent river of energy was less than 50 meters away from Tang Ling.

Tang Ling had also sensed the presence of the seven shards.

Danger!

Death!

Danger!

...

None of them were good! Tang Ling's calm heart started to panic, but he could not allow anything to affect his mood. He realized that in the midst of the urgency and necessity, any slight fluctuation in his emotions would make his senses blurry.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Ling continued to sense the debris.

20 seconds, 30 seconds …

The river was 30 meters away from Tang Ling, 20 meters away, but he could not find a single piece that was relatively safe.

Did he choose the wrong direction? Should he use his Precise Instinct to sense the flow of energy in the river? Should he find the pattern and find a way out?

However, he was running out of time. At that moment, another debris came out of nowhere from the turbulent river.

Compared to the bigger debris, this one was ridiculously small. It was like comparing a palm to a finger.

However, the shard somehow gave Tang Ling a sense of security.

This should be it! According to the calculation of his Precise Instinct, as long as he was at X position, X angle, and used a certain amount of strength to jump six seconds later, disregarding some minor factors and accidents, there was a 98% chance that he would be able to land on the fragment.

Tang Ling dared not hesitate at all. Given the limited time, he picked Higan up and was ready to dash towards the smaller shard.

However, at that very moment, a sense of unwillingness rose in Tang Ling's heart. He looked in a certain direction again.

There was a bigger debris floating towards him out of nowhere. Could it be …

A sense of hesitation rose in Tang Ling's heart. Was his unwillingness reminding him of something? Was it because the debris was safer?

If he wanted to feel it, he would have to spend at least two seconds. If he missed the safer debris …

Tang Ling's crazy gambling habit appeared again. A normal person might want to stay safe in such a desperate situation. They were unwilling and dared not risk it, but Tang Ling believed that any desperate situation could provide him with some sort of opportunity.

Therefore, he closed his eyes and sensed the debris without a second's thought.

Maybe because of the strong feeling from the start, when he sensed the debris, a strong feeling rose in his heart in less than a second.

What did it feel like? Danger! He was excited! There was still a glimmer of hope!

The feeling was like a gamble to turn the tables. Before the cards were revealed, he was nervous and excited, but there was also hope.

In the end, he would either lose everything or become the ultimate winner. There was no stability, only madness.

Due to the delay, the smaller shard was already close to him. Considering the time he spent on the spot and the time he spent on sensing the bigger shard, he still had three seconds to make a decision. Otherwise, he would completely miss the smaller shard.

What else was there to decide? If it were Tang Ling himself, he would choose the bigger debris without a second thought. He had always been a crazy gambler. The more desperate the situation was, the more he would gamble.

However, he was responsible for Higan's life.

How should he choose?!

Tang Ling's heart was in a dilemma. At that very moment, the already violent space-time turbulence stirred up a series of energy storms. The river started to move towards Tang Ling even faster, but at the same time, the bigger piece of debris was swept away by the energy storms. It spun a few times and moved past the smaller piece of debris, heading towards Tang Ling!

In other words, if Tang Ling wanted to choose the bigger debris, he would only have a second to hesitate!

"Higan, this is fate, isn't it?" Tang Ling grabbed Higan's hand amidst the dilemma, but he still could not make a decision. In his heart, Higan's life was more important than his own.

Could it really be fate? Higan, who had been unconscious all this while, was grabbed by Tang Ling. When Tang Ling mentioned fate, she squeezed Tang Ling's hand a little.

It felt like she was encouraging him. Tang Ling did not know why, but he clearly felt Higan's heart at that particular moment.

He turned around in disbelief and realized that Higan was still unconscious, but her hand moved a little as if she was urging Tang Ling to hurry up.

Fine, if that's the case! I'll choose the bigger debris then!

Tang Ling stopped hesitating. The bigger debris was tossed to the same direction as the smaller debris, so there was no need for him to adjust anymore. The space-time turbulence was almost at his feet. His life or death would depend on the debris.

With that in mind, Tang Ling slightly adjusted his angle and jumped down with Higan in his arms. Then, he dashed towards the bigger debris.

Following Tang Ling's leap, the bone armor that had been floating above the cave suddenly sank. With an unbelievable speed, it followed Tang Ling and crashed into the big piece of debris.

**

Hualala, Hualala …

The sound of waves echoed in Tang Ling's ears as the slightly cold water washed his body.

Tang Ling was lying at the edge of the pool, seemingly unconscious. Not far away from him was a giant skeleton that seemed to be broken in many places. Some broken bones were scattered all over the place, but the most crucial part, the heart, was tightly sealed by a large piece of bone.

The bone pieces were like pieces of armor. It was not a rib cage that humans would understand, but it seemed like it was protecting something.

The tightly sealed bone piece had a small crack on it as if it could not withstand the pressure anymore. It also felt like someone had knocked a small crack on the inside.

Red liquid started to flow out from the crack. It looked very glaring in the beautiful scenery of the lake and mountains.

The red liquid slowly flowed out from the crack to the ground. It slowly formed a small red stream on the ground and flowed towards Tang Ling.

The process was slow. Half an hour later, the zigzagging red stream slowly approached Tang Ling and flowed to his fingertips. It was then washed by the water from the shore and slowly covered his body, nose, and mouth.

Amidst the coldness and weakness, Tang Ling finally felt a warm current slowly nourishing his body. The torn tendons, the cracked bones, and even the severed nerves …

Most importantly, his brain, which had always been blank and could not function at all, slowly began to feel something.

Two hours later, the red stream slowly stopped flowing and dried up. It no longer flowed out from the small crack on the skeleton.

However, at that moment, Tang Ling seemed to have received sufficient nourishment. His breathing started to stabilize and his face was no longer as pale as before. His fingers and knees moved slightly as if they had been stimulated by an electric current.

Another 20 minutes later, Tang Ling groaned unconsciously. The eyeballs under his eyelids were rolling violently as if he was trying his best to open them.

Three minutes later …

Tang Ling, who had been lying on the shore, suddenly shouted "Higo" in a crazy manner. His hands that were lying on the shore waved around randomly, but when he missed, he opened his eyes.

At first, Tang Ling's eyes were empty and lifeless, but after a few seconds, his eyes slowly regained their vigor.

The memories from before gushed into his mind like a tidal wave. Back then, he had chosen the big piece of debris and jumped over it. To everyone's surprise, the energy storm that had not calmed down since the beginning stirred up another energy wave and crashed towards him.

At such a close distance, Tang Ling finally felt how terrifying the energy wave was. He thought that he would be blasted into smithereens, but the enormous energy wave was far more than that. He did not know how to describe the feeling. If he had to describe it, it would be like being in the center of an atomic bomb explosion. The explosion was so intense that not even a shadow was left on the wall.

Tang Ling's only choice was to get closer to the debris as fast as he could, but he did not have any energy to rely on. At the crucial moment, a huge shadow fell over him. It turned out that the skeleton of the island's owner fell from the sky.

It was at that moment that a powerful force pushed Tang Ling away, causing him to fall into the debris before the energy wave hit him.

Unfortunately, the energy wave was not that easy to break through. Even though Tang Ling was pushed away, the splashing wave was still directed at him!

Tang Ling could not describe what kind of force it was. It felt like the vicissitudes of time reversing and the layers of space stacked together. It was a direct pressure on his soul. More importantly, when the two forces merged together, it felt like one would be disintegrated upon contact.

There was nothing else Tang Ling could do at that moment. The only choice he had was to release the little seed.

At first, Tang Ling did not know whether the little seed, which had fought alongside him to the extreme, would react or not.

To his surprise, the little seed called out to him at that moment. Tang Ling did not know what happened at that very moment. He felt like his heart had transformed into the little seed.

The little sprout was stubbornly holding on to the leaves. There were only two to three leaves, but mysterious patterns started to appear on the leaves.

Tang Ling almost fainted when he saw the patterns. He could not bear to look at them anymore.

At the same time, the energy around Tang Ling, who had fallen into the debris, started to flow erratically.

Then, Tang Ling felt his bone armor appear on his body. Images started to flash before his eyes in an even messier manner.

In the next moment, the energy droplet crashed into Tang Ling's body.

Then, Tang Ling lost consciousness. He did not even have the strength to hold onto Higan anymore. He felt like he was falling endlessly. Sometimes, he looked old, sometimes he looked young, and sometimes he was so childish that he could not remember anything.

He was looking at a period of time, but it was a strange, static time. It felt like he was looking at a photo taken day after day. It was very strange.

Furthermore, he couldn't remember anything!

Then, Tang Ling fell into a deep coma. His stubborn hand that was holding onto Higan loosened unconsciously.

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