Ling Chuxi lay on the ground helplessly. Time passed slowly. Even she herself did not know how much time had passed, but the light around her was still dim and hazy. There was no sunrise or sunset, and there was no day or night. It was as if time and space were still in this strange place.
"Are we just going to stay in this damn place and wait to starve to death?" Ling Chuxi felt that something was amiss.
If her sea of Qi was not broken, even if there was only a trace of vital Qi left, she could repair her meridians and sea of Qi on her own and slowly recover her strength. But now that her sea of Qi was broken, she could not find a trace of vital Qi at all. It was no different from a fool's dream to heal her injuries and recover her strength.
