What is Immortality?

The setting sun cast long shadows as the fleeing individuals raced with all their might.

"Hu~"

Ye Xiaowei's chest heaved violently, emitting wheezing sounds akin to a bellows. Exhausted, he had no choice but to grit his teeth, forcefully gather a breath of true energy, and run for his life.

The scattered flowers gradually enchanted their vision, and sections of the jungle branches swiftly flickered from front to back. The two figures dashed through a thicket, leaving an indescribably carefree and elegant silhouette. However, their clothes were in tatters, torn by the thorny bushes.

"Damn, don't run anymore!"

After a long while, Ye Xiaowei stopped, bent over, hands on his knees, greedily swallowing fresh air.

Beside him, Zhao Shisan stood alone, like a fairy in the wind.

"Are you seriously injured?" she asked, though her gaze did not meet Ye Xiaowei's.

Thud.