Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness - Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Chapter 132: The Firelight

Translator: 549690339

Suddenly, Bi Fang couldn’t feel anything, not the monster fish’s hiss nor the pain on his arm.

It was as if his soul had been yanked from his body, now standing in absolute darkness with only a sliver of light before him.

In his hand was something cold—the Hunting Knife. Despite the pitch-black darkness, a greenish glow splattered from the blade, the brightly colored edge both elegant and capable of cutting through anything.

There was a nearly tearing pain in his chest, as if a ferocious beast inside him was struggling to break free from the confines of his flesh.

Restless breath surged crazily in his veins, and the light before his eyes was about to dim… about to fade away… Once that sliver of light disappeared, he would be completely lost in the darkness.

For the first time in his life, he felt such fear, not of death but of losing himself, of being trapped in this seemingly eternal darkness—never to see the sun, the forests, or the oceans again.

Would he be unable to escape… The last ray of light was about to vanish, and boundless darkness along with sweltering heat descended, enveloping him.

The tiger-like roar suddenly became two, then three, followed by thousands upon thousands.

Their roars intertwined and tumbled, seemingly about to explode everything within reach of their sound!

“Ah!”

Bi Fang’s head slammed against a stone pillar, sticky, fishy liquid pouring down. He wiped it off and his hand came back covered with blood, his arm throbbing with intense pain. He didn’t dare to roll up his sleeve, afraid of seeing a mass of mangled flesh.

He shook his head desperately, the nerves in his skull jumping as if on fire, unable to comprehend the sudden change even himself.

His memory seemed to break off; with the onset of frenzied heat and darkness, he appeared to have swung his Hunting Knife, viciously stabbing into something.

Everything was clear only to the live-streaming audience. In that instant, Bi Fang’s Hunting Knife had fiercely pierced the underjaw of the monster fish, the immense force almost splitting its entire underjaw!

The monster fish awkwardly hid in the darkness, only half of its tongue left, licking its underjaw, realizing a huge hole had been torn open!

“Heh heh heh!”

It let out several frightened, strange cries. The monster fish did not continue to attack, but neither did it give up, sensing that its opponent was also injured and no better off than itself.

If it could find the right moment, it would surely take its revenge!

Retreating back into the darkness, the monster fish did not make a sound. Its prey was more troublesome than it had imagined; it was like a lion ambushing deer, patiently hidden in the dark.

Bi Fang couldn’t see the creature clearly, but the audience outside the live broadcast was petrified. They plainly saw the monster had not given up, ceaselessly probing less than two meters in front of the streamer.

With just one lunge, it could rip Bi Fang to pieces!

If Bi Fang’s outburst hadn’t frightened the monster fish just now, it might have already charged again!

The monster fish’s head swung left and right. It had already sensed the enemy’s weakness; feeling the pain in its underjaw, its inner rage grew more intense!

All over the passage were the scents of blood and burning, clogging Bi Fang’s nostrils like rubber putty.

Relying on scent alone, he could no longer track the opponent’s movement.

Cold sweat soaked Bi Fang’s undershirt.

The monster attacked too quickly, and now the scents were mixed, making it impossible for him to discern the monster fish’s position by smell. If he waited any longer, things would only get worse!

With this thought, Bi Fang unzipped his jacket, enduring the pain on his left arm, and single-handedly took off his outer coat, balled it up, and hurled it out!

The creature in the dark was very sensitive. Despite its cunning nature, it couldn’t truly think like a human. Feeling something approaching, it launched an attack first.

The jacket landed straight over the monster fish’s head!

Now was his chance!

The audience erupted in cheers, excited by Bi Fang’s strike, yet worried whether he could perceive in the darkness that his attack had already taken effect.

Of course he could!

This jacket was a hardshell, and the noise of the monster breaking free from the fabric was the best kind of information!

In the next instant, the audience realized Bi Fang hadn’t taken the opportunity to flee, nor did he charge forward to attack. Instead, he shakily raised the object in his hand—a massive stalactite hoisted above his head!

That very stalactite Bi Fang had initially broken!

Suddenly, many recalled Professor Gu Qingyuan’s words: if one couldn’t find the monster’s skeletal joints, then blunt force should be used!

The stalactite the monster had shattered with its attack on Bi Fang had now become the perfect weapon!

Wu Gang dared not breathe as he envisioned a knight raising a battle sword. In this moment, Bi Fang resembled a cast-iron warrior, every muscle in his body tense beneath his clothing. The way he held the stone was extraordinarily burdensome, as if it were terribly heavy, making his hands uncontrollable.

Just when Wu Gang had begun to feel hopeful, now he thought it was all over. Bi Fang had overestimated his strength and underestimated his injuries; he couldn’t even lift the massive stone. With his body shaking like a falling leaf, there was no chance at all.

But in the next moment, the stone suddenly stilled, no longer trembling. Wu Gang watched in astonishment as it became as straight as a famed blade.

Bi Fang stepped forward, each step thudding onto the earth, resonant as a great bell. As Wu Gang listened, he began to feel his body heat up, his heartbeat syncing to the rhythm.

With each step, Bi Fang paused briefly, then suddenly surged forward, spinning in mid-air with the massive stone rotating in his grasp.

This was a spinning slash!

Bi Fang let out a roar akin to a tiger’s just before snapping a great deer’s throat, the sound echoing in the vast cave, as if a hundred, a thousand tigers were answering his call.

Wu Gang’s face turned a worrying shade of red, as if his head might just explode.

Ice crystals seemed to flow through Bi Fang’s veins, and his brain felt as if it were pricked by a needle. Time seemed to slow in his eyes.

In the darkness, Bi Fang’s heart blazed. He sensed the direction of the sounds coming from the darkness, the whistling of the stone cutting through the air, and the rhythm of all things.

The pupils of the audience contracted as they watched the stone sweep through everything like a towering pillar, the already cracked tip unable to bear the immense torque and beginning to break apart mid-air!

This was a mighty strike capable of splitting the darkness and cleaving the chaos! The stone pillar shattered upon impact with the monster’s head!

Bi Fang turned and landed, gasping as he ran a few steps forward before collapsing to his knees.

Propping himself up with one hand on the ground, he gasped for breath, his tongue dry as if it was splitting apart. He struggled to swallow, his saliva thick like glue, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

Blood dripped, merging with the water.

The monster stiffened for a moment, then felt a breaking agony.

It frantically straightened, twisting wildly, with dark green blood pouring from its head. All its scales flared in pain, and its pitch-black spines were worn down against the rocks.

Until it collapsed weakly, crashing heavily onto the stone, flinging debris with its body.

A brief silence felt like an eternity.

Craaack!

Sparks flickered in the darkness and a flame leapt up, landing on a torch.

The flame reignited, dispelling the darkness.

With the torch in hand, Bi Fang leaned against the wall and dragged his feet forward, moving toward the monster to pick up his coat.

He saw the gash on the monster’s head, the shattered stalactite pieces fully embedded in its body, not a trace visible outside.