The moment he jumped down, Ye Sha suddenly saw the light.
Sure enough, there was a cave on the cliff, three meters below the cliffside.
Three thick ropes extended from the cave, pressed tightly against the rock. Their surfaces were wrapped in vine bark, and one end was firmly nailed into the bottom of the cliffside.
They could not be seen from above the cliff unless someone bent most of their body over the edge.
The moment he saw the ropes, Ye Sha realized that he had to grab them and climb into the cave if he wanted to survive.
But this was absolutely not easy. Even if he had known the ropes were there beforehand, it would have been easy to miss them. What was more, he had not known where they were until he jumped down and could see them clearly. By then, it was already too late to grab them.
His body plummeted straight down with a whoosh, completely missing the two ropes. He had not even had time to raise his hands.
Ye Sha's heart lurched. His mind went blank, and he felt his hands and feet go numb.
Just then, he felt his feet suddenly collide with something.
The force was tremendous, making the soles of his feet ache. At the same time, it gave him a reaction force that briefly halted his fall.
Another collision followed. His body instinctively leaned forward and completely lost its balance, but he also shot upward slightly.
He frantically flailed his arms and legs, then felt his palms collide with something as well. It was like highly pressurized air. With that single support, his entire body began to spin. Then came a series of frontal collisions, as though countless fists of air were pummeling him. Before he knew it,