"Did this count as repaying a kindness?"
"Had I really done it a kindness?"
His vision blurred as he fell. His flying hair formed a barrier, making that face grow ever more distant and indistinct.
Then the opening in the sky sealed completely, and the chaotic void thinned into something like black smoke.
Falling from over ten meters up, Ji Li slammed onto the Bronze Ancient Coffin that had landed first, as though striking a bell.
Fortunately, he had thrown the Bronze Ancient Coffin down ahead of him, so he did not hit the ground directly. But although it cushioned his fall, it was nowhere near enough.
The tremendous impact drew a dull boom from the Bronze Ancient Coffin, followed by the sound of him rolling off its side and crashing onto the ground. This time, the cry came from flesh and bone.
"Pfft!"
Ji Li lay facedown on the ground. He planted one hand to push himself up, but the fracture in his elbow sent him collapsing again.
A great mouthful of blood surged uncontrollably from his mouth. His long hair covered his body, burying his bloodstained face.
His consciousness was fading. Every part of his body hurt fiercely, and blood kept pouring out.
Every sign told him that these injuries would kill him. It was only a matter of time.
Perhaps his one stroke of luck was that the Door of Destiny had expanded the opening several times over, greatly reducing the distance between it and the ground.
The drop of over ten meters on his way in had shortened to seven or eight meters by the time Mu Nianmei threw him out. The Bronze Ancient Coffin, roughly two meters tall, had also landed first to cushion him.
But the Bronze Ancient Coffin was much harder than the