"Ugh..."
Xiaojin awoke from her unconscious state, feeling as if every single bone had broken, every muscle knotted, and blood was seeping from every inch of her skin.
As her nerves woke from their slumber, the sensation of being torn apart surged through her body again, nearly causing her to faint once more.
"Phew!"
Xiaojin spat out a mouthful of black blood that even contained bits of her internal organs, feeling like a raggedy doll discarded by its owner in this boundless, icy wasteland.
She propped herself up with effort, popped a Dan pellet into her mouth, and slowly regained her strength and confidence.
Hundreds of feet away, Xiaozhai sat atop a large rock, motionless as a mountain under the bright moonlight.
The two had fought from the edge of Tanggute to its heartland, and then from the heartland to the edge on another side. Further along that direction was the border of Kunlun.
