After the two crystal beads entered their bodies, neither of the women experienced any abnormalities.
However, they subtly felt a spiritual connection—a seemingly unspeakable pull that took root within them, causing their emotions and thoughts to develop a certain tacit understanding and resonance.
Combined with the "sisterhood for life" dream, by now, Ran Qingchen and Qu Hongling had established a mysterious emotional bond.
Different tribes, different factions, no blood relation—
Yet, closer than sisters.
Beneath the shattered statue, both women sat exhausted, their spirits still somewhat dazed.
Although their injuries had healed, the previous fight had drained too much of their strength. What was more, they hadn't yet recovered from the dream, feeling as if they had a myriad of words to say, but could only remain silent.
"It seems so real, yet also like a dream; I can't even tell if we're alive or dead," Qu Hongling murmured absent-mindedly.
Ran Qingchen nodded gently.
