Chapter 11: Why Don't You Take Me With You!

Shen Zhui was consumed by uncertainty. When he first crossed swords with Murong, she belonged to the high rank of Innate.

Then, while attacking the Blood God Sect together, Murong had already reached the pinnacle of the Innate realm.

Until just before he set off for the front lines of the Blood Demon battlefield, Murong seemed just fine.

But now, not only was she gravely injured, but her realm had also fallen from the peak of Innate to the early stages of Innate?

"What in the world happened?" Shen Zhui strode over, took Murong's wrist and transferred his spiritual power into her body.

But what astonished Shen Zhui was that his spiritual power vanished as soon as it entered Murong's body.

"How did you get injured?" Shen Zhui frowned. He felt something strange within Murong. Her meridians were like dry riverbeds, her qi and blood were severely depleted, and the swirling qi within her dantian was gradually dissipating.