Eternal Sleep City.
On the dark red, filthy, blood-stained ground, Qian Xin's eyes remained closed, with two streams of blood tears trailing down her cheeks.
Clearly, she was injured.
However, the situation of the Painful Maid was even worse; her abdomen was slashed wide open but the edges of the wound were remarkably neat, as if that large chunk of flesh vanished into thin air.
Compared to before the action.
The Painful Maid's aura was now at least half as faint.
Black-red blood continuously flowed from her wound, painting the ground into an abhorrent, blood-soaked surface with white hairs sprouting.
"The Red Cup entity really is powerful. Even without fully entering the real world, just a fraction of its power is so mighty."
Qian Xin lamented.
Ahead, the Painful Maid smirked, "You're just a projection too, but reaching such cultivation in the waking world is already impressive."
She glanced sideways.
