Darkness and demonic qi were swallowing Su Xueying bit by bit, yet that scorching temperature caused her to sense something.
Despair welled up in her heart, but at this moment, at the Heavenly Gap at the very end of the Demon Abyss, there was a figure bathed entirely in brilliant flames who was now roaring and shouting, destroying countless demonic qi within the Demon Abyss with every gesture as he attempted to draw closer and rescue her.
Clearly she was already beyond saving, yet why did he still refuse to give up?
Who on earth was this fellow?
Su Xueying's mind stirred slightly, feeling as though she were extremely familiar with this figure, yet at this moment she could not recall them; she tried hard to open her eyes to see clearly, but the magic shadows around her released countless demonic qi that imprisoned and enveloped her bit by bit.
Was it Elder Feng?
Or that fellow?
No, it absolutely could not be that fellow; that fellow had fought a battle against the Holy Demon Lord, and the numerous auras within his body had suffered extremely severe restrictions-if he were to step into the Demon Abyss at this time, it would be no different from courting his own destruction. The people of the Xiao Clan were all a group of clever individuals, and they would absolutely never do such a foolish thing.
She struggled to manipulate the very last trace of power within her body to probe outward, as though using up her final shred of strength just to witness with her own eyes this last thread of survival amidst the despair.
Her beautiful eyes forced themselves open with great effort, yet she obtained an accurate result.
At the Heavenly Gap above the Demon Abyss, a lean black shadow was