The giant hand was still reaching for him.
The Titled Douluo's face was filled with despair.
Only when the Abyssal Sage King made his move did he truly feel how terrifying his opponent was. That unfathomable aura made his heart tremble, leaving him scarcely able to summon the courage to resist.
Watching this scene, Su Ming merely sneered.
"Truly greedy."
The Abyssal Sage King had already turned to deal with the problem in the Seventeenth Layer Abyss, yet he had not withdrawn his hand, intending to casually seize that Titled Douluo as well.
Having Teleported over, Su Ming raised his right hand. All the Soul Power in his body erupted Berserkly, merging into the surrounding space. Then, in an instant, it seemed to pull in and compress all the nearby space, condensing a Seven-colored blade above his palm.
He viciously swung his right hand downward, and the Seven-colored blade above it slashed down with unstoppable force.
God Realm.
Rong Nianbing watched this scene with considerable surprise.
"He digested my inheritance so quickly?"
He marveled.
He had contributed to the stabilization of this Space Channel. He had never expected Su Ming to directly borrow that power.
Of course, calling it borrowing his power was not entirely accurate. In truth, Su Ming was borrowing the Douluo Plane's power. Even the power Rong Nianbing used to stabilize the channel had come from using Magic to draw upon the Douluo Plane's power.
Moreover, Su Ming had borrowed not only the Douluo Plane's power that Rong Nianbing had drawn over, but also the power of the Space Channel itself. More precisely, he had even borrowed the power within the Space Layer where the channel was located.
The Abyssal Sage King had originally been considering how to quickly repair the Seventeenth Layer when he suddenly felt