A'niu was shocked at the words.
Summoning all the painful strength in his body, he twisted his neck forcefully.
Forcing his eyelids to their limit, he indeed saw a figure above his head.
All white!
Not human!
But what?
A'niu could only see a figure clad in white.
The white figure was lying with its back to him, so its face couldn't be seen.
A'niu had no idea what the other party was.
But at that moment, the burning sea of fire was making him somewhat parched and dizzy.
Perhaps he was dehydrated.
A'niu mustered his last bit of strength, trying to move forward a little.
He wanted to beg the Immortal to save him.
But he was overcome by a fierce pain and passed out.
When he opened his eyes again,
the flames around him seemed to have diminished somewhat.
The pain inside his body had also lessened a bit.
The white figure's voice arose once more.
This repeated over a dozen times.
Only then could A'niu slowly raise himself up.