Within the Dark Universe, the great battle had ended!
Li Tianming found these Astral God Origins far too noisy, so with a grand sweep of his hand, he ground them all down until nothing remained but gray matter rocks.
In such a weakened state, they all fell silent.
Although Qianhuan Linyi and the others no longer had the strength to shout threats, as long as they had not truly been annihilated, their Phantasm Patterns remained. And as long as the Phantasm Patterns remained, these Astral God Origins would provide no less help to Weisheng Moran's cultivation.
"That does it, right?" Little Nine's voice rang coldly throughout the entire Dark Universe.
"That'll do, Little Nine." Li Tianming smiled.
Having received his answer, Little Nine did not say another word. It directly dispelled the "Dark Universe"!
Rustle, rustle!
Before Li Tianming's eyes, the Dark Energy within this space seemed to faintly contract and converge toward him!
Gradually, it even formed a small vortex!
The black vortex steadily grew larger, generating a peculiar suction force that drew all the Dark Energy back into Little Nine's body.
The entire process did not take long. In merely a short while, the surrounding cosmic space regained its light, restoring the starry sky to its original appearance.
The Dark Energy released through that divine ability also returned to Li Tianming—or, more precisely, to Little Nine.
After once more witnessing Little Nine's heaven-defying divine ability, Li Tianming could not help asking curiously, "Little Nine, you clearly released so much Dark Energy with this ability. Why did I feel like my strength hadn't diminished at all during the battle? If anything, I felt even more like a fish in water."
"Are you stupid?" Little Nine said speechlessly. "The enemies were surrounded by my power, so of course their attacks