Qian Xun Yue was blasted away, leaving Su Mo, within the Illusory Realm Divine Diagram, utterly aghast.
Yet he had no ability to help her.
Su Mo secretly clenched his fists, his heart tense to the extreme.
Just then, as Qian Xun Yue was defeated, the magma below churned and formed another enormous molten hand. It shot into the sky and grabbed at Qian Xun Yue.
Qian Xun Yue was already severely injured, and after taking that powerful blow, her injuries had only worsened. Less than one-tenth of her strength remained.
Blood continuously flowed from the corners of her lips, only to be evaporated into nothingness by the scorching heat of this place.
Cough, cough, cough!
Qian Xun Yue could not help coughing. The more she coughed, the more fiercely blood flowed from her lips.
She raised her eyes and saw the magma hand rushing toward her. Yet there was not the slightest trace of fear in her heart.
Death was not frightening to her. If she had not wanted to seek out Su Mo, she would have committed suicide back in the Savage Mountain Range.
Qian Xun Yue did not struggle at death's door. She closed her eyes, her heart calm as still water, quietly awaiting death's arrival.
She did not fear death, for her heart hurt more than death itself. Yet there was still a trace of unwillingness within her. Before dying, she had still failed to uncover the truth, failed to hear Su Mo's explanation.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The enormous magma hand tore through the air and shattered space, sweeping toward her with boundless gale-force energy.
Before the magma hand could seize Qian Xun Yue's body, the violent winds had already blown her severely injured form from side to side.
Just as Qian Xun Yue was about to