Cultivation Simulator: Shocking the Academy-Chapter 514 - 367: Desert Journey

Just as Luo Chen was perplexed, the faint voice of the White-haired Monk suddenly echoed in his mind: "Luo Chen... run..." Though weak, the voice was incredibly resolute.

Hearing this voice, Luo Chen suddenly understood: it wasn't his power that had destroyed the black mist giant shield, but the White-haired Monk who had secretly assisted! Thinking of this, a warm current surged in his heart, even though the White-haired Monk was severely injured and barely alive at this moment.

There was no time to reflect on it, as Luo Chen knew the most important thing now was to escape as quickly as possible. Utilizing the momentum from his previous leap, he continued to sprint forward, silently praying in his heart for the White-haired Monk to survive this ordeal and recover soon.

The pursuers behind seemed stunned by the collapse of the giant shield and didn't catch up immediately. This gave Luo Chen time to catch his breath and adjust. After quickly surveying his surroundings and determining a direction to escape, he sprinted with all his might toward it.

Not knowing how long he ran, when Luo Chen looked back again, he found that he had left the pursuers far behind. He finally let out a sigh of relief and slowed his pace. Exhausted, he felt a joy and sense of accomplishment within.

Without time for further thought, Luo Chen darted through the air like a gust of wind towards Li Xin, who was miles away. His movements were agile, his speed swift, like a meteor cutting through the night sky. Behind him, countless black mist giant shields rose out of nowhere, creating a scene akin to towering, sturdy city walls suddenly emerging in the desert—a spectacular view, as if a magical world unfolded before him.

Though these black mist giant shields were powerful, unfortunately, since one had initially been shattered by the White-haired Monk, the subsequent shields lagged behind, allowing Luo Chen to escape successfully. He felt indescribable joy as if he had broken free from the clutches of the Death God.

"We escaped." Watching the black mist-congealed shields grow increasingly distant, a fearful Luo Chen let out a long sigh of relief. He felt an unprecedented sense of ease and freedom, as if shedding a huge burden.

However, just then, the voice of the White-haired Monk resonated in Luo Chen's mind, growing weaker: "Luo Chen, the cultivator is gravely injured and needs time to recuperate. From now on, you must rely on yourself. Remember, to survive, I need the undead, the Spirit of Death, as many as possible..." The White-haired Monk's voice gradually faded into the air, as if his strength had been exhausted.

Luo Chen understood that the road ahead would be his to walk. He took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and prepared to face the upcoming challenges.

In the darkness, countless cavalry sped through the desert. Their torches illuminated the night sky, appearing like a dragon of fire snaking through the desert. Luo Chen, holding Li Xin, landed atop a distant dune. From there, they could clearly see the torch-bearing cavalry.

Seeing Li Xin's expression, Luo Chen felt a pang of pain in his heart. He knew he had to stay strong and protect her. Holding Li Xin's hand tightly, he transferred strength and courage to her. They exchanged a glance and understood each other without words.

As the pursuers drew closer, Luo Chen took a deep breath, ready to fight. He knew he couldn't wait passively for death but had to strike proactively to find a sliver of hope. He surveyed the environment, searching for usable terrain and obstacles. In this critical moment, he had to fully leverage his wisdom and courage to escape danger.

As Luo Chen prepared to move, Li Xin softly said, "Luo Chen, look over there." She pointed to a distant dune. Following her gaze, Luo Chen saw a small path faintly revealed behind the dune. Though narrow and rugged, it was a hopeful route to safety.

"Let's go quickly!" Luo Chen immediately decided. He picked up Li Xin and rushed towards the path. Their figures quickly disappeared behind the dune in the night, leaving only the angry and helpless shouts of the pursuers echoing in the night sky.

"Who is Sima Changkong to you?" Luo Chen slowly spoke, his gaze fixed on Li Xin before him. His voice echoed in the vast desert night, tinged with inquiry and depth.