Shen Nianzu clung to a glimmer of hope, desperately hoping that maybe… maybe Jin Jiuchi would not necessarily sustain the same injuries after returning to the temple. Maybe the separate realm would give them a temporary buff and as soon as they completed the task, everything would return to how it was.
However, that little flicker of hope was immediately doused when he walked over and caught sight of the large patch of crimson staining Jin Jiuchi's otherwise light-colored clothes.
His blood ran cold, and an icy shiver crawled up his spine, as if freezing water had been poured over his head. His eyes burned hot. "No…"
