Chu Han's body plummeted rapidly through the mist. Everything around him was a vast sheet of white, and he could not see his surroundings clearly.
The wind howled in his ears. The black Elemental Power within him was constantly eroding his body, while the wound on his back burned as if it had been set ablaze.
He could only force himself to release his Spiritual Power to inspect his surroundings and search for something he could use to slow his fall.
After descending for a while, he finally spotted a stretch of dense trees growing horizontally from the cliff face below. Thick vines were wound around their branches.
"Right there!"
Chu Han's eyes lit up, and he abruptly swung his right fist.
Explosive Fist detonated in midair. Borrowing the recoil, he shifted his body toward the trees.
Bang!
Chu Han crashed successfully into a tree trunk, and the tremendous force of his fall snapped it in half.
His body continued dropping until he finally grabbed hold of a thick vine.
The vine creaked under Chu Han's weight, constantly scraping against the smooth cliff face.
This vine only held on for a few seconds before it could no longer withstand Chu Han's weight and began to break.
With a crack, the vine snapped completely. Chu Han and the remaining half continued falling together.
Before long, there came a splash, and Chu Han plunged into the raging river below.
His body was wrapped in icy river water. Chu Han shuddered all over, but it also made him more clearheaded.
Enduring the searing pain in his back, he swam toward the shore.
The river ran fast and fierce, battering his body without pause. He felt his injuries worsen further, while the corrosive sensation from the black Elemental Power grew even more pronounced.
Gritting