Bab 457: Hand of a Divine Spirit

"Arr… arr… arr!"

Su Zimo hunched over with his eyes tightly shut. He was in immeasurable pain as his throat let out a hoarse cry.

The true fire burned furiously and his body convulsed. Even his flesh sizzled with crackling sounds as his flesh was burnt black in a terrifying sight.

In the fire, Su Zimo's face was faintly visible and he was in such deep pain that his features were contorted to an unrecognizable degree.

Demoness Ji's heart ached when she saw the state he was in and her eyes misted.

"Cough!"

Her internal injuries acted up and she coughed out another two mouthfuls of black blood; there were even pieces of her ruptured organs and it looked terrifying.

"To think that I would still end up dying here,"

Demoness Ji's eyes dimmed and she sounded wistful.