The air was filled with a moist, slightly sweet and putrid smell, completely different from the Nine Netherlands and the Star Dome Space from before. The Spiritual Energy here was extremely thin, instead full of a strange, corrosive energy.
"Cough, cough... Wan'er? Xiaowan?" Luo Qingchen endured the severe pain, calling out.
"Brother Luo... I am here..." Lin Wan'er's weak voice came from not far away. Luo Qingchen looked in that direction and saw her leaning against the base of a giant mushroom, pale-faced, with Bai Ling'er unconscious in her arms. Bloodstains lingered at the corners of her mouth, her breath disordered, showing that she had also suffered internal injuries.
"Ouch... my butt... it's shattered into pieces..." Su Xiaowan's moaning sounded from another side as she grinned in pain, rubbing her backside, trying to get up from a pile of relatively soft moss, looking quite disheveled, but her injuries seemed the lightest among the three.
