Dark streaks of black blood stained the floor, corroding it at a visibly rapid rate.
Tang Xin slowly opened her eyes, weakly glancing around. Her Primordial Energy had not recovered, so she lacked even the strength to speak at this moment.
Chu Ge took out a Small Jade Bottle from his bosom, containing just one drop of Spiritual Liquid that he had just refined this morning.
After Tang Xin took the Spiritual Liquid, it didn't take long for her complexion to regain its usual rosiness, and some strength returned to her as well.
She seemed to remember something, hurriedly grasping Chu Ge's hand and exclaimed with agitation, "Mr. Chu, please save my father!"
Chu Ge patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, leave it to me."
An hour passed since the rescue, and the air outside was still murky with poison gas, seemingly even denser than before.
