Back to the Apocalypse CHAPTER 35

Bai Jing thought that he would die. The pain going through him made his whole body start to tremble. The fear in his heart could not be suppressed any longer. Large beads of sweat fell from his forehead and mixed with the blood that was pouring out of him. It was becoming impossible to distinguish the drops of sweat from the drops of blood. At that moment Bai Jing had become a bloody person.

He watched as the electric light came closer and closer. Although it was only for a split second, for Bai Jing, it felt as if it had lasted forever. He strongly resigned his heart to accept that the end of the world had just arrived. He had not yet properly reunited with Xiao Sa. The materials he had collected would all go to waste. He could not accept this. He was not willing to die like this.

The imposing electro-optical coldness relentlessly lighted the entire sky, and N-city, under the pressure of lightning, was like a ghost town in a black and white film.

Lightning struck the hotel building. The top glass shattered and the walls collapsed. The entire area was a mess. Pain engulfed Bai Jing's whole body, as his skin was drenched in blood. The scorched place was still black with smoke, and there wasn't a single part of his flesh that remained undamaged. His nose was filled with the scent of blood and burnt flesh.

Pain, it hurt, and in addition to the pain, Bai Jing had lost all feeling in his body.

There hadn't been a moment to breathe after one flash of lightning before another fierce attack struck. Bai Jing was lying on the ground like a dead man, blood continuously flowing out of him, and the pain was sapping all the strength from his body making it difficult to keep his eyes open. His mind began to drift off. He refused to accept his current predicament. He didn't want to die. He had only just managed to get another life. He had a hidden dimension. He had just gotten the chance to spend the final days with Xiao Sa. Why couldn't God leave him alone?

Bai Jing's heart began welling up with hate…

Strong hatred tore into his heart, he hated it, hated it all…

Hated God, hated this inexplicable lightning, hated the past boss, hated his father, hated that woman, hated himself, hated that meteor, and hated the hidden dimension. Why couldn't he go into his dimension? If he could enter the secret space, he would be able to escape from this roaring power of destruction.

This thought barely entered his mind when the scene before him suddenly changed. Bai Jing found himself in a quiet space. There was no roaring lightning, no loud noise, and even the air became fresh. From a distance, a pool of crystal clear springs with a large stone in the middle could be seen.

As he strained his eyes to see clearly, a hazy sensation came to his mind, before seeing a vaguely beautiful two-story villa. His heart was overwhelmed by ecstasy. He was saved. He had entered the space and so he struggled to lift himself up. Unfortunately, the excessive blood loss made him breathless and weaker, but he wouldn't let himself faint. He had already been saved and could not give up here. Even if he had to crawl, he would climb into the spring. He could not die after being saved.

Enduring the pain, he forcefully propped himself up and crawled, leaving traces of red blood on the ground. The pain in his body had already gone numb, but he seemed to be unaware of it, the only thing occupying his mind was the spring water.

His eyesight was blurry; he couldn't see anything around him. Even then, he did not find himself deviating from the direction that he was crawling towards. Neither did he find the trail of blood stains he had been leaving behind him, they were seeping into the ground and disappearing without a trace.

He could not lose consciousness. Bai Jing kept telling himself that there was only one obsession left in his heart, and his head was filled with only one thought: spring water. He knew the severity of his own injuries, if he doesn't treat himself with the spring water, he would die soon. Bai Jing was unwilling to accept that after having been saved he would die in this unknown place.

Before losing consciousness, his heart was still full of resentment; the last thought in his mind was that of the spring water.

After fainting, Bai Jing did not see his body suddenly disappear from the ground and emerge in the depths of the spring. His whole being emitted a purple blue lightning like aura.

Lying quietly in the spring water, his whole body was enveloped in a faint halo of light, and it appeared that he was breathing underwater without any difficulties. The numerous jade stones that he had collected surrounded him, exuding a radiant luster, as if he was lying on a jade mountain. The charred skin began to fade from his body, and blood no longer flowed out of his wounds. He began to heal under the gentle soothing water.

He looked like a fairy sleeping at the bottom of the spring, and even the newly healed skin glowed with the brilliance of jade.

At that time, Bai Jing was unaware of the fact that Xiao Sa had just been overthrown from his position as Head of the gang.

Chapter end