Xiao Yan opened his eyes and saw the unconscious pink-haired girl lying at his side.
Xiao Yan froze for a moment, then hurriedly scrambled to his feet and carefully helped the pink-haired girl up. He placed a hand against her fair, smooth forehead and used his Soul Power to examine her closely. Only after confirming that she was unharmed and had merely fainted did he finally breathe a small sigh of relief.
"Is this still the Demon Flame Space?" Xiao Yan raised his eyes and looked around, somewhat bewildered.
The two of them stood on a floating Crystal Platform, with a boundless sea of lava beneath their feet. The milky-white flame that had once filled the entire space had now vanished without a trace. If not for the familiar scorching heat lingering in the air, Xiao Yan would have thought that the two of them had somehow been transported elsewhere.
Ever since the Netherworld Demonic Saint had taken control of his body, his consciousness had fallen asleep, leaving him completely unaware of everything that happened afterward. But seeing that the girl was safe and sound, he could infer that things had not taken a turn for the worse.
"Buzz..." Just as Xiao Yan was about to wake the girl, a white phantom slowly emerged before them.
He possessed the same handsome features as the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame from before, yet his bearing was refined and elegant, devoid of any trace of savagery.
"Netherworld Demonic Saint..." Xiao Yan gently laid Liuli back down, rose to his feet, and looked at the figure. Drawing in a deep breath, he cupped his fists and bowed slightly. "Thank you for your help, sir."
The Netherworld Demonic Saint waved a hand and pointed at the sea of lava beneath the Crystal Platform. "We are