I’m going to die.

This was Song Yun’s first thought when his body slammed into that wall.

In fact, after hitting the wall, Song Yun’s consciousness immediately dissipated.

Simply put, Song Yun lost consciousness.

But when Song Yun’s consciousness returned. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Song Yun felt an indescribable pain in his body.

From the time Song Yun entered the Martial World until now, he had never felt such pain.

This pain had already pierced through Song Yun’s body and into his soul.

Song Yun was unwilling, unconvinced.

Song Kunlun was just lucky, he was just lucky, that’s why he had an inexplicable ability to be invulnerable to weapons. He was also just lucky to drink that unfinished product and not die.

All of this was just Song Kunlun’s good luck.

And today, it seems, the goddess of luck is standing on Song Kunlun’s side.

Song Yun was not willing to accept it.

Originally everything could have ended today, but now it seems the final result is his own failure.

Am I dead?

This was Song Yun’s first thought, but he immediately dismissed it.

He wasn’t dead!

If he were dead, how could he feel such pain?

Song Yun tried to move his right hand.

His right hand could still move.

Not dead!

He wasn’t dead!

Song Yun was overjoyed.

He really wasn’t dead!

However, Song Yun’s joy didn’t last long before it disappeared.

Being not dead now is actually almost the same as being dead.

His hand was broken, and both legs basically had no feeling. Even his body was now just pain and numbness, as if now, besides his brain, everything else was no longer his.

The surroundings were pitch black.

Song Yun clearly remembered being slammed into the wall, but now it seems there was nothing pressing on him.

Then, a very simple truth, he wasn’t buried by anything.

So where is he now?

Song Yun knew that from unconsciousness to consciousness, there was only a few seconds, so he must still be in the same place.

Of course, it wouldn’t be impossible to have traveled through time, like to ancient times, or to the future.

However, Song Yun didn’t believe that Song Kunlun could toss him through time. According to Einstein’s theory of relativity, traveling through time requires at least the speed of light, and obviously he couldn’t reach the speed of light. Also, traveling through time requires sufficient energy, which he certainly didn’t have.

So, another simple truth, he’s still in the original place.

Song Yun’s eyes had gone through special training abroad, plus the blood that blurred his vision earlier, now in darkness, Song Yun quickly adapted. Moreover, about one or two meters in front of him, a faint fiber optic light leaked in.

Song Yun quickly looked around.

This... seems like a safe! Of course, it could also be called a small treasury!

After seeing everything clearly, especially the stacks of bills beneath him, Song Yun knew that he had apparently been slammed by Song Kunlun into a small treasury. Besides money, there were gold bars. He had landed on the gold bars, and since they absorbed a lot of impact, he wasn’t turned directly into a pulp.

Aside from these treasures, Song Yun also saw a small box!

This was a silver-white small box.

In such a small treasury, there was actually such a small box?

What was inside the box? Song Yun certainly didn’t know, but he was sure it must be something very important, or it wouldn’t have been specially packed.

Song Yun immediately used his only movable right hand to pull the box over.

Whether it was the impact or something else, the box’s lock had already been opened.

Song Yun quickly opened the box.

Inside the box were two slots.

One slot was empty, with nothing inside, but in the other slot was...

A small glass bottle.

Song Yun’s eyes lit up!

This glass bottle looked very much like the thing Song Kunlun had just taken!

Song Yun quickly took the glass bottle out.

Indeed, there was a liquid inside.

At this moment.

Song Yun heard the sound of someone walking not far in front of him, and then he heard someone clearing rubble in front of him.

Looks like Song Kunlun is coming over to see if he’s really dead.

Song Yun glanced at the bottle in his hand, then at the increasingly abundant light not far away.

Without any hesitation, Song Yun opened the bottle and tilted his head back, drinking down the contents, and then covered the box and threw it aside.

The liquid entered Song Yun’s body, and an indescribable sense of pain spread throughout his body.

And Song Yun’s seven orifices began to bleed.

But, perhaps because he was seriously injured, Song Yun felt that although the pain was unbearable, it didn’t cause him to go mad like Song Kunlun earlier.

Just now Song Kunlun was crazily smashing things all over, even bashing his head into the wall to make a hole.

But, despite the lack of extreme pain, Song Yun’s body began to shake uncontrollably.

At this moment, Song Yun saw something.

The blade of the Seven Killings Ghost Blade.

The blade lay peacefully on the floor.

Song Yun didn’t think of anything but picked up the blade, holding it in his right hand, and pressed it against his body, making it invisible from the outside.

At this moment, the pain in his body intensified.

Song Yun’s shaking became more violent. Blood flowed more from his seven orifices.

However, since Song Yun had already lost a lot of blood, his whole body was drenched in blood, so even though blood flowed from his orifices, it wasn’t very obvious unless examined closely.

At this moment.

In front of Song Yun, light suddenly appeared.

The rubble had been removed by someone.

Song Kunlun’s body appeared in front of Song Yun.

"You even ended up in my treasury!"

Song Kunlun’s voice sounded a bit surprised, then he glanced at Song Yun, who was still trembling on the ground, and grinned, "You’re actually not dead! That means I can play with you a little longer, haha, scared now, trembling now out of fear? Too late, it won’t work, haha!"