A hundred miles away.
Dazzling Shadow hovered in the air, with the slender saw-toothed Demon Knife floating behind her, her face smooth as jade, emanating a faint silvery glow.
"Whoosh!"
Streams of dark blue Demon Light dissipated from the knife behind her, concealing her presence and trace of existence.
"He actually came to the Demon Abyss too."
Dazzling Shadow's eyes, cold and sharp, fixed on the ruins of the shattered city.
She could clearly see through the Demon Abyss's unique environment, observing a red dragon thrashing its body amidst the dust and smoke, being dismembered by Pang Jian until it was a bloody mess.
She could also tell that this eighth-grade Flame Dragon was inevitably meeting its death.
"This is the Demon Abyss, the ancestral land of our Devil Scale Tribe! As long as I set foot in this place, it belongs to me, my Demon Realm! Dragon Race, Human Race, all Great Demons, no one shall covet what belongs to Dazzling Shadow!"
She muttered coldly.
