Knowing that was one thing, but Qin Tianqing still had to catch Zhang Yu with his free hand if they were to stay together.
Zhang Yu gripped his ribs with his other hand, all five fingers already hooked deep into his flesh.
Qin Tianqing had no time to change his grip with the hand that had broken Zhang Yu's shoulder.
The two kept falling!
Zhang Yu slammed his head outward, but missed the sharp rock directly in front of him.
Instead, another protruding rock sheared off his entire face, taking most of the top of his forehead and his fontanel with it.
In that instant, Zhang Yu died!
Qin Tianqing's body suddenly struck something that absorbed much of the impact. His fall slowed as a springy resistance caught him.
Leaves lashed his face as his entire body plunged into the foliage.
Qin Tianqing reacted extraordinarily fast, grabbing a branch three fingers thick. His body plunged straight through the tree jutting out from the cliff. It was nowhere near springy enough to stop him, nor were its branches and trunk dense enough.
His body snapped taut. A tearing agony shot through his shoulder as it bent almost to the breaking point. Before he could straighten out again, his momentum slammed him into the cliff.
But Qin Tianqing seized the chance to jam his other hand into a crevice. His foot did the same, finding purchase in an instant!
The branch broke, but not all the way through; its bark remained intact. He dared not let go. Like that, Qin Tianqing anchored himself to the cliff.
His heart pounded wildly, and the veins at his temples throbbed even faster.
He lowered his head and looked down.
During all this, Zhang Yu's corpse had already fallen away.
There was no way he could