[The wounds on your body, torn by a space rip, still throbbed with pain. The wound was roughly wrapped in a circle of white cloth, and the inside of the gauze had the smell of some low-quality healing medicine.]
[This rough bandaging not only didn't help your wounds heal but made them worse.]
[Fortunately, the talent of the Undying Xiaochi had come into play. Even though you were severely wounded, your injuries were quickly improving, and there was no danger to your life.]
[You tried to enter the Spirit Field Cave, but you found that the severe space fluctuations had severed your connection with the cave during the previous world crossing. You couldn't capture the coordinates of the blessed land at all.]
[Even worse, your spiritual power seemed to have disappeared entirely, and you couldn't use a bit of it to heal your wounds.]
[Gritting your teeth, you got up slowly and approached a small iron fence of the prison cell, where a faint light was coming in.]
