He had just closed the main gate when Qiu Luoye, outside the barrier, slammed into it in a fury.
Li Banfeng was thrown into the air, flying a good distance before landing heavily on the ground, his leg broken.
"Damn it! That old dog Shui Yongquan only knows how to use this lousy thing!" Qiu Luoye had also hit it rather hard this time and felt a bit dizzy.
CREEEAAAK...
The two panels of the gate parted again, opening nearly two feet.
Someone needed to hold the gate, or the Waterfall Gate would open faster and wider.
The Month Plate lay in the grass, its clock showing 5:18.
「...」
WHOOSH...
Inside the Portable Residence, the Phonograph’s hum was as faint as a thread.
Red Lotus sighed, "Wicked woman, you’ve dominated all your life, yet you still couldn’t survive this disaster. And I wonder if that madman is still alive? If he went with you, it would be a perfect end for you both, but what does it mean for me, eternally trapped here?"
「...」
Li Banfeng pushed himself up in the tangled grass; he was still alive.
His leg was broken. He couldn’t stand, so he used his arms to drag himself desperately to the gate.
He closed the gate and pulled a vine from his waist, threading it through the two rings on the gate panels.
This vine was very tough; even a knife couldn’t cut it.
Leaning his back against the gate, he used the vine to bind himself to it.
BANG!
The gate panel shuddered, and Li Banfeng vomited blood.
The blood was rank and salty.
BANG!
Qiu Luoye slammed into the barrier again.
Darkness consumed Li Banfeng’s vision.
BANG!
Li Banfeng felt no pain. He felt nothing at all, only aware that blood kept gushing from his mouth.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
The vine snapped.
A bloodied Li Banfeng lay sprawled on the ground.
CREEEAAAK...
The gate opened.
Qiu Luoye was right behind it.
The gate had opened two feet.
Li Banfeng’s hands groped on the ground. He couldn’t stand up.
He lifted his head, trying to see the time on the Month Plate.
At the entrance to the canyon, a colossal figure appeared.
Ma Wu, riding Yanzi, rushed to Li Banfeng’s side.
"Waterfall Gate!" Yanzi recognized the Spiritual Object and immediately braced against the gate panels.
BANG!
Yanzi was thrown back slightly. Ma Wu stepped forward and slammed the gate shut.
BANG!
Ma Wu was sent flying, the bones in his left arm shattered. Zuo Wugang stepped forward and closed the gate.
BANG!
Zuo Wugang retreated two steps. Xianxian and Qiaocui charged forward, and the three Bagworm Moths held the gate together.
BANG!
Ma Wu charged back in.
BANG!
Xiao Genzi and Xiao Chuanzi rushed up together to hold the gate!
BANG!
RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
「...」
After they held on for over a minute, silence fell outside the gate.
Li Banfeng looked at the clock on the Month Plate.
5:19.
From mid-air came the voice of Shui Yongquan, "Qiu Luoye, you’ve lost."
A flower appeared on Li Banfeng’s hand, its petals revolving around its core.
PS: Wife, wait for Ban Feng to return.