Chapter 820: Death
Blood dripped silently along the bloodstained robe, Tu Tian held the stone bead in his hand and staggered along the path.
He and Fu Di were both fifth-level warriors, and their strength was comparable. The fight almost overdrew all of Tu Tian's energy. If it weren't for the anger and resentment in his heart, he would never have been able to fight his way out of the dark palace and take the stone bead into his pocket.
But even so, Tu Tian had reached his limit.
He looked around, found a relatively secluded place to sit down, and began to recuperate.
With [Privilege] in hand, he no longer needed to compete with others for anything. He just had to wait for the final stage to come and directly summon the Tongtian Star Position...
Time passed by minute by minute, and Tu Tian felt that he had just recovered a little, and his ears moved slightly.
A faint sound of footsteps was approaching here.
"...Hmm?"
As soon as Tu Tian opened his eyes, he saw a cold light shooting out of the window. At the same time, two figures approached here from the left and right!
Boom——! !
The floor where Tu Tian was hiding suddenly erupted with a roar, and the rubble exploded with billowing smoke and dust. The bloody figure held the stone bead in his left hand and the flag in his right hand, and flew out backwards!
"Tu Tian is here!"
"The privilege is in his hands indeed!!"
"His breath is very weak, and he is already at the end of his strength! Go!!"
"..."
The shouts of the two figures resounded through the sky. Under their joint attack, Tu Tian could only barely resist while quickly retreating, his eyes full of disbelief!
How could this happen?
He obviously did not alarm anyone, and quietly found a remote place to hide. He was discovered not long after he rested? And it seems that his location was known long ago!
When these two people shouted like this, many figures in the surrounding blocks turned back to look here. When they heard the words "privilege" and "at the end of their strength", a glimmer appeared in their eyes.
A chill enveloped Tu Tian's body. He knew the situation was not good, and immediately explained:
"It's useless for you to attack now. The privilege has been bound to me. You can't use it even if you snatch it away!"
"Haha, you'll know if it works or not after you snatch it away."
The crowd didn't believe in the so-called "binding" at all. All they could see was Tu Tian, who was barely surviving, and the stone beads in his hand. They began to attack Tu Tian frantically, forcing him to retreat step by step.
If it were normal days, these two people would definitely not be Tu Tian's opponents, but now he was seriously injured and could only keep avoiding the battle and running away... Although he could kill them if he fought again, he had to know that there were still many people around who were secretly watching and waiting for an opportunity. If it weren't for the rule that "the number of companions cannot exceed three people", I'm afraid he would have been besieged to death.
"Damn... Who is plotting against me?!"
Tu Tian knew that there must be someone who was fanning the flames of all this. After a little thought, the appearance of Pu Xiachan and Li Shengmen appeared in his mind, and he was so angry that he almost bit his teeth!
Several figures chased each other across the sky... A young man in a Tang suit strolling leisurely not far away also looked up in surprise.
"It's so lively..."
Sun Bumian put his hands behind his back, like an old man in the park seeing young people camping in groups, showing a kind and indifferent smile, "Lively, lively is good... The fewer people left, the higher my final ranking will be, and the more government subsidies I will get... After being poor for so many years, I finally have a chance to get rich."
Sun Bumian calculated that there should be only about fifty people left on the field. As long as he persisted and made it to the top 20, each person could get a bonus of one million.
If he could go one step further and make it to the top 15, it would be five million per person!
As for the Tongtian Star Position...Sun Bumian was not interested. From the beginning, he was not here for that thing.
Sun Bumian's fingertips behind his back were casually pinching the beads. Just when he was about to stay away from this chaotic place, a chill suddenly swept in from a distance!
His footsteps suddenly stopped.
The hem of the Tang suit was blown up by the cold wind. In the night in the distance, it seemed as if something invisible was approaching. Sun Bumian's originally leisurely expression suddenly froze, and then gradually became serious!
He slowly pulled down the small round sunglasses on his nose, staring at the nothingness in front of him, deep as the abyss...
"This breath..."
He muttered to himself, his tone somewhat unbelievable.
The melee in the distance continued, and the roar was like the lively firecrackers during the New Year, ringing one after another... and this street that no one cared about was as silent as a tomb.
Souls wearing pale chains have been walking on the street at some point, just like the night of the Zhongyuan Festival, hundreds of ghosts are walking at night, and their existence cannot be seen by the naked eye, but Sun Bumian seems to have sensed it, and all the muscles in his body have been tensed, as if facing a great enemy!
At the end of the street, a figure in white clothes, like a ghost, is walking quietly.
The man closed his eyes, like a blind man, with a bright cinnabar between his eyebrows, which made it difficult for people to look away. He walked calmly in the night, with countless souls surrounding him, like the king of the ethereal souls.
"No wonder there is always an annoying worldly smell...it turns out to be you." The man said lightly.
Sun Busian stared at the white-clothed man, frowning more and more:
"[Empty Death]?"
"You have reincarnated so many times, and you can still remember my name...it seems that I left a deep impression on you." The figure called Empty Death paused for a moment, "But you are much weaker now than you were back then."
"How did you appear here? The door of the Ghost and God Dao Ancient Collection should have been closed for a thousand years."
"A closed door will always open... I am just following God's will."
Kongwang walked forward slowly, and his closed eyes slowly opened a gap in the darkness.
At the same time,
The sobbing cold wind brushed across Sun Bumian's cheeks, and the originally invisible souls gradually outlined their figures in the void. Looking around, there were dozens of people!
They wore chains and passed by Sun Bumian silently, blowing up the ends of his hair and the corners of his clothes, but he stood there like a sculpture, motionless.
"What do you want to do by appearing here?" Sun Bumian said in a deep voice.
Kongwang walked slowly towards him, the two of them getting closer and closer, and just as he was about to pass by Sun Bumian, he stopped beside his shoulder...
"What I want to do has nothing to do with you, so you'd better not meddle in my business."
Kongwang lowered his eyelids, staring at Sun Bumian's profile, and his voice seemed to come from the netherworld: