Ding Ning's current state is not good at all.
Her face was clouded with worry, and the unease in her heart surged like the tide.
As soon as she returned, she saw Hua in a spiritless state.
The once vibrant, enormous flower was now intertwined with black patterns; the originally bright purple petals had been tainted to a purple-black, even creeping towards pure black.
This dreadful scene suddenly weighed heavily on Ding Ning's heart, as a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.
She called out several times, her voice filled with urgency and worry.
However, Hua showed no response.
Despair filled Ding Ning's eyes; she couldn't believe the scene before her.
There's no response, and the breath of life was gradually fading.
Ding Ning's heart seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making it nearly impossible for her to breathe.
She remembered what the Dark Mother Plant had said,
In every Lord's dungeon, there's a mother plant which seeks to devour their territory.
