C1080 Volunteer Sacrifice

This is a crisis. It's quiet in the cave. From time to time, drops of water would fall from the ceiling of the cave and hit Nie Chen's face. Nie Chen felt very cool and comfortable. His lips were dry and cracked. It seemed that he had a fever, but in fact, he was mentally deranged. He had consumed too much energy. His spiritual energy was in disorder as it crashed into Nie Chen's meridians