บท 1338: This is a tag-team battle?

In the dark, Ling Chuxi seemed to have come to a wonderful world. Everything around her, including herself, was so illusory, but so clear.

Ling Chuxi stretched out her hand and realized that she had become translucent. Was this his soul? He was either dead or in a dream.

His body was filled with endless energy, and he seemed to have recovered his peak strength. However, when he looked inside, he couldn't feel the existence of any innate Qi of vitality.

What was going on? Ling Chuxi could not help but feel puzzled. There was only one thing she could be sure of. Since she could still think, it proved that she was not dead yet. Even if she was really in the state of a spirit, it also proved that she was not completely dead.

Without waiting for Ling Chuxi to figure out what was going on, a thin and long silver sword stabbed towards her without any warning.