Chapter 270: Sky-High Snow Waves, Leaping from the Cliff!

"It's an avalanche!"

The viewers realized what was happening, crying out in shock.

The drone angled its camera toward the summit of the snow mountain.

The viewers watched as a visible fissure rapidly spider-webbed across the massive snowpack.

Then, the entire colossal mass of snow broke loose and began to slide.

It looked as if the entire mountain was collapsing right on top of Ning Fei.

The dense white snow blotted out the sky and covered the sun, surging with terrifying momentum.

"This is bad!"

Ning Fei exclaimed.

"An avalanche starts slow, but with the downward acceleration, it'll only get faster and faster."

"Even if I reach the cliff, I won't have enough time to climb down!"

Ning Fei had scaled the hundred-meter cliff face using an Ice Axe.

His original plan for the descent was to anchor a rope to the cliff and slowly rappel down.

But against the speed of this avalanche, he had absolutely no time for that!

This was a true earth-shattering cataclysm!

Snow waves meters high were sweeping straight toward him.

Everyone watched in stunned disbelief.

Ever since Ning Fei began his ascent of the Kunlun Snowy Domain, his stream's popularity had been insanely high.

Countless people were tuned into his broadcast right now.

And what were they witnessing?

An avalanche?

"Temple Master Ning, run!"

"It's over, it's over. How can a person outrun an avalanche? Unless he can fly."

"No, don't! I'm going to cry."

"He was literally courting death by insisting on climbing to the summit! Now look what happened!"

"The Kunlun Mountains are a forbidden zone of life, the Valley of Death. The streamer was simply too young and arrogant."

"Temple Master Ning, please survive!"

"Praying for Temple Master Ning!"

The live chat exploded.

Words failed to describe the scene.

Many viewers had watched disaster blockbusters and seen all kinds of apocalyptic calamities on screen.

But very few had ever experienced such a natural disaster from a true first-person perspective.

Flash floods, forest fires, avalanches, earthquakes...

In the face of these terrifying forces of nature, humanity appeared hopelessly insignificant.

Inside a small countryside villa, Bai Yi was also watching Ning Fei's broadcast.

Ever since she learned that Ning Fei was her older brother, she had been thrilled, clutching her tablet every day to watch him.

Now, seeing him caught in a life-threatening avalanche, panic seized her chest. She hurriedly ran to find Bai Yuanche, crying out for him.

At this moment, countless eyes were glued to Ning Fei.

His reaction was lightning fast.

Since there wasn't time to slowly climb down the cliff, his only option was to "fly" down.

With that thought, he dropped his hiking bag to the ground, swiftly unfastening the Snowboards and ski poles secured to the outside.

He locked the Snowboards onto his Daoist boots. Thankfully, they were items won from a System lottery draw, meaning the quality of both the Snowboards and the ski poles was exceptional.

His backpack contained his tent, food, a knife, a sleeping bag, and other supplies, but he couldn't afford to grab it now.

For the maneuver he was about to pull off, his body had to be completely unburdened and relaxed.

Ning Fei threw one last glance back at the summit.

Massive slabs of snow were still plummeting down, each chunk looking like it weighed tons!

Rumble! Rumble!

The earth-shaking roar rang endlessly in his ears.

The viewers watched as Ning Fei let go of the Ice Axe, spun around, and skied straight down the 45-degree slope!

What was he doing?

The exact same question surfaced in the minds of everyone watching.

Faced with an avalanche, he actually chose to escape by skiing.

It was the fastest and most effective method left.

Everyone stared, absolutely dumbfounded.

But could he really outrun it?

The ground beneath him was vibrating violently.

With the drone broadcasting the scene behind Ning Fei, the previously clear, endless sky had now transformed into a hazy, chaotic whiteout.

Who knew how long the snow here had been accumulating.

Avalanches create severe chain reactions; once one section falls, the rest collapses right alongside it.

Wherever the snow waves passed, everything was obliterated.

The sight was overwhelmingly intense.

Many viewers were terrified out of their wits, practically on the verge of wetting themselves.

Ning Fei's every move tugged at their heartstrings.

His skiing speed was blistering.

Normally, a skier on a steep descent is much faster than an avalanche.

However, avalanches continually accelerate. They build up momentum until they run out of slope, only slowing down when they reach safe distances.

The broadcast captured a breathtakingly epic scene.

Behind him, towering snow waves surged like a primordial beast devouring everything in its path, crushing all in its wake.

And just ahead of the destruction was a Daoist priest, stepping on pure white skis and planting his ski poles, tearing down the mountain at breakneck speed.

This event instantly went viral across the internet.

The hashtag #TempleMasterNingEscapesAvalanche climbed to the number one trending spot at a terrifying speed.

What no one expected was that the avalanche's speed was far beyond imagination.

Skiing is fast, yes, but that usually refers to professional ski resorts where the snow is packed solid and skiers can glide freely.

This was wild snow. It was loose and powdery, causing much greater friction.

Furthermore, aside from the initial glacier, the mountain terrain below was uneven and jagged.

So, it wasn't long before the viewers watched through the live feed as the leading edge of the massive snow wave closed to less than twenty meters behind Ning Fei.

It would only take a little more time for this terrifying primordial beast to completely swallow him.

It was a moment of imminent peril.

Viewers nervously covered their mouths, terrified they would scream out loud.

Just then, the drone panned the camera forward. The viewers saw that lying directly ahead was a bottomless abyss.

It was the very glacial cliff Ning Fei had climbed up earlier.

A drop of nearly a hundred meters.

"This..."

Everyone fell silent.

They were completely at a loss for words.

A thousand-foot drop ahead, a miles-long avalanche behind.

It was a literal dead end!

"Is Temple Master Ning really going to die here?"

But the viewers then noticed that Ning Fei hadn't slowed down at all.

Near the edge of the cliff, the ground transitioned to pure glacial ice.

On this kind of surface, the friction was almost nonexistent.

When Ning Fei hit the ice, he actually lowered his center of gravity, choosing to accelerate even further.

"What is he doing?"

The viewers' brains ground to a halt as this question echoed in their minds.

At that exact moment, Ning Fei freed up one hand and tossed Little falcon out from his jacket.

'Little falcon, go fly.'

Ning Fei urged silently.

Then, like a fired cannonball, he launched off the cliff face and into the air.

He was actually flying.

It was a scene destined to blow everyone's minds.

Amidst the earth-shattering avalanche, he leaped straight off the precipice.

As Ning Fei soared through the air, for a split second, everything around him went completely silent.

It felt as though time itself had stopped.

He didn't look back. Instead, he pulled his body taut, minimizing wind resistance as much as possible, executing the exact professional posture of a ski jumper launching from a high ramp.

His form was textbook perfect.

Ning Fei knew exactly what he was facing. He also knew that his only chance of surviving the avalanche was to jump from the cliff.

For a leap like this, he needed speed.

Because he had enough velocity—and because the snowy terrain below sloped downward—the impact of his landing would be heavily cushioned.

The cliff was nearly a hundred meters tall.

In international ski jumping competitions, athletes fly off the ramp and maintain their professional posture in midair to be scored by judges.

The highest level among these is the ski flying hill, which has a vertical drop of roughly 140 to 185 meters.

In other words, in professional ski jumping, as long as the skier is fast enough and the terrain is right, surviving a 100-meter vertical drop is entirely possible.

However, extreme sports like this require meticulous slope conditions.

To treat a wild mountain cliff as a ski jump ramp? Throughout global history, no one had ever dared to court death like this.

Ning Fei was the first.

The wind howled in his ears.

He kept his body perfectly straight, his eyes locked on the ground below.

He only had one chance to stick the landing.

The impact point, his velocity, his angle—everything had to be absolutely flawless.

Everyone watched him with bated breath.

Even as he jumped, Ning Fei had already calculated his trajectory and estimated his landing zone.

He had aimed for a section of the mountain with a steep downward slope.

The steeper the slope, the greater the shock absorption.

Then, beneath the horrified gazes of millions.

Ning Fei's Snowboards smoothly touched down against the snowy mountainside. Maintaining his blistering momentum, he continued to carve his way forward.

He had successfully landed.

In an instant, cheers erupted across the internet, explosive as a tidal wave.