"Did something go wrong?"
Wushi Qianrou murmured anxiously.
She could sense at this moment, within the blood cocoon, Shen Chongxu's aura was undergoing a strange transformation.
This peculiar change gave her a foreboding feeling.
In fact, Shen Chongxu's situation was indeed not optimistic at that time.
His original intention was for Wushi Qianrou to help him break through to the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm with the aid of the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace.
But accompanied by the heart-devouring pain of a thousand insects, his consciousness gradually became blurred.
When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a blood-colored space.
Looking around, the entire space was filled with decayed limbs and broken arms!
The surroundings exuded a nauseating aura.
Standing alone in this bizarre space, Shen Chongxu frowned deeply.
He didn't know where this place was, nor how he had gotten there, or how to exit.
The entire space was silent.
