"What terrifying demonic power."
"But in order to prevent you, senior sister, from losing a hand, I must reattach it immediately."
Having said that, Sikong Ling forcefully pressed the severed hand back toward the bleeding arm of Wang Qing...
"Ahhh...get away, take my arm off!"
Instantly, the strong demonic power in the arm seeped into Wang Qing's body through the blood, causing her to scream in agony.
However, Sikong Ling ignored it, continuing to hold the arm in place, reveling in Wang Qing's contorted expression.
"Take it off, hurry!"
The demonic power violently surged inside Wang Qing's body, causing her unbearable pain. Her screams gradually turned into pleas to Sikong Ling.
After a while, Sikong Ling finally removed Wang Qing's arm.
Then, pretending to have an epiphany, she said, "I almost forgot, I should have cleansed the demonic power before reattaching it. Sorry about that, senior sister, I'll cleanse it for you now."
