What If I Can't Die? Chapter 92 - 92 Finally Escaped

Chapter 92 - 92 Finally Escaped

92 Finally Escaped

“Ding… you have been suffocated to death. Physique +1!”

“You have absorbed power from death and obtained 1 Freedom Attribute Points!”

“You will be resurrected in three seconds!”

“No resurrection location set. Resurrection on the spot by default!”

After Song s.h.i.+ was resurrected, his expression did not look good.

From the low rewards it showed that suffocation was a very low-value death.

But what choice did he have?

Now that he was still buried alive, he was still severely lacking in oxygen due to being underground.

He subconsciously took deep breaths like a fish out of water. He looked a little depressed, “I haven’t reached the Foundation Establishment realm and can’t attain the Embryonic Breathing technique. Do I have to suffocate to death to get out?

“Wait, since I can abstain from breathing in the Foundation Establishment realm, can’t I just cultivate?”

Song s.h.i.+ opened the system and found the Connate Pure Yang Art that he had never cultivated before. After extracting it, a piece of cultivation technique information surged into his mind.

This was a cultivation technique that could perfect the Foundation Establishment realm. It was divided into 18 levels. The first 13 levels corresponded to the limit of Qi Refinement. The middle four levels corresponded to the four small levels of the Foundation Establishment realm. The last level was the method to condense the Golden Core.

He hurriedly studied the description of the Embryonic Breathing technique in the Foundation Establishment realm. After reading it, his face twitched. “It actually involves changing the way life moves and returning to the breathing state of the fetus…”

Song s.h.i.+ suddenly felt that he was not cultivating immortality, but studying the mysteries of life. Furthermore, he was using himself as a research subject.

How f*cking risky was this? If he was not careful, he might end his own life.

For example, after knowing the specific situation of this Embryonic Breathing technique, he was certain that it was about the state of a person in their mother’s body.

When humans were not born, the Embryonic Breathing technique was innate. However, after they were born, they would start to absorb the air in the world.

Now that he had been used to breathing for more than ten years without a mother, it seemed way too difficult for him to suddenly return to that state.

This was no longer a matter of Comprehension. It involved many complicated things, such as the science of life.

“Cultivation is so difficult!”

Song s.h.i.+ finally understood one of the reasons why people like Elder Dou did not manage to reach the Foundation Establishment realm when their lifespan was about to run out.

This realm was really difficult to break through. It involved the transformation of life and had indeed transcended the abilities of mortals.

With this Embryonic Breathing technique, other than the fetus, who else could do it?

Even the fetus had to rely on its mother, but cultivators had to rely on themselves to reconstruct the life cycle!

Song s.h.i.+’s expression changed. He estimated that even if he relied on his Comprehension to figure it out, it would take more than a day or two.

During this period of time, he had been suffocated to death countless times.

Moreover, with this time, he probably could dig himself out.

“Let’s just dig a hole!”

Song s.h.i.+ smiled bitterly and endured the discomfort of the lack of oxygen. He raised his hand and circulated all his strength to dig.

Kacha kacha!

His fingers were like diamonds as he nimbly dug through the stone and soil in front of him. He was like a human-shaped pangolin as he advanced at a moderate speed.

At the same time, he calculated how long he could hold his breath.

One minute, two minutes… ten minutes, twenty minutes!

At 30 minutes, Song s.h.i.+’s movements became slower and slower.

In reality, if he stayed still, he would be able to hold it in for a longer time. Now that he was circulating his energy to dig a hole, he could not hold his breath for long and would soon suffocate to death.

After resurrecting, he continued to move.

As he was deep underground, Song s.h.i.+’s thoughts were isolated by the soil. He did not know the exact location at all. He could only randomly find a direction and dig upwards, relying on his luck.

After suffocating again, Song s.h.i.+ frowned. “Why haven’t I gotten out yet? Is my direction wrong?”

He tried to release his Divine sense, but he could only pa.s.s through a foot of soil. He could not go any further.

“The cave is in a rather steep valley. The explosion probably buried me for more than a hundred meters. I can dig ten meters each time I suffocate to death. I hope I can get out after suffocating six more times.”

After some estimation, Song s.h.i.+ continued to move.

“I’m a pangolin. I love to dig tunnels.”

Song s.h.i.+ muttered to himself in boredom. He then realized that he had mastered his claw techniques without a teacher as he continued digging endlessly.

After digging up another ten meters, he suddenly encountered a huge rock barrier. After hitting it a few times, he did not manage to penetrate it.

“It can’t be. Did he encounter an extremely large rock? Or did he dig into the mountain?”

Song s.h.i.+’s face darkened. He tried to dig a few more times, but the rock did not crumble. It was too st.u.r.dy. Although he could still dig, he could only change directions to dig around it.

A full day later, in the valley that had been razed to the ground, there was a loud bang. A place suddenly exploded, and a hand reached out.

Then, a dusty head appeared and took a deep breath.

“I’m finally out!”

Song s.h.i.+ looked at the sky that he had not seen for a long time. He had never felt that breathing could be so beautiful.

He exerted a little force and crawled out of the ground. He compared his surroundings according to the direction of the pa.s.sageway and found many large rocks. He was speechless.

“d.a.m.n it, I’ve dug eight big rocks underground. No wonder I couldn’t come out.”

He crushed the stone in his hand into powder and gritted his teeth. “The guy who blew me up, you have successfully provoked my killing intent. If I don’t kill you, my surname isn’t Song!”

Cursing, he took out the Invisibility Talisman and stuck it on his body before leaving quickly.

This time, he had learned his lesson. He should rely on the power of the Invisibility Talisman to leave safely.

He didn’t want to waste any time in this G.o.dforsaken place.

After leaving the collapsed valley and arriving at a high point, he discovered that the mountain range was in a mess.

Many primitive forests had been destroyed by the battle. Some were burned, some were shattered by powerful attacks and some were flattened by the aftershocks. From time to time, huge pits and various corpses could be seen scattered.

“The fight was quite intense, but it has nothing to do with me anymore!”

Song s.h.i.+ retracted his gaze and turned around to see a team of silver-armored soldiers chasing after a few men in black.

After walking for a while, he encountered a team of people from the Demon Slayers Division rus.h.i.+ng past.

He did not say a word and maintained his invisibility. He managed to not encounter any danger along the way and successfully left the Thousand Poisons Mountain Range.

After more than a hundred miles, the Invisibility Talisman turned into ashes with a puff.

“This was some good stuff, even though there’s only one. I wonder if I can get something similar. If I can’t, I don’t mind buying one or two spares.”

Song s.h.i.+ heaved a sigh of relief. Only then did he notice that his clothes were tattered. He wanted to change his clothes, but he realized that the spare clothes were gone.

He could only buy a new set from the villages and towns along the way.

After advancing for more than ten miles, he encountered a village. When he walked over, he was stunned to see many people similar to him on the country road.

Everyone was dressed in ragged clothes, but these people were sallow and thin, as if they had been malnourished for a long time. Some of them could not even walk despite their walking sticks.

“A refugee…”

Song s.h.i.+ recognized the ident.i.ties of these people. Recently, war had been raging in Jinzhou, and the citizens there had been displaced. They could not survive there, so they naturally went to relatively safe places like Silken City.

Unfortunately, Silken City was in chaos now as well, these people would probably be very disappointed.

While Song s.h.i.+ was deep in thought, an old man suddenly collapsed and pa.s.sed away.

The surrounding people looked over and their eyes emitted a green light as they approached the body step by step.

“There’s food!”

Someone muttered something that made Song s.h.i.+ frown. His gaze landed on a skeleton by the side of the road. There were faint teeth marks on it.