"Is this what the White Feather Sword God left behind? What an utterly detestable aura."
The Nether Demon Lord gazed at the white halo before him and muttered to himself.
After the Nether Demon Lord finished speaking, a black sword formed from primal qi appeared in his hand, and he flung it straight at the white halo.
Wherever the black sword passed, the white light radiating from within the white halo melted away one strand after another, then turned into wisps of smoke and vanished.
Yet before the black sword reached the white halo, the might surging from it continued to weaken until, in the end, the entire sword disappeared.
The Nether Demon Lord watched the black sword vanish without finding it strange.
Clearly, he had already anticipated this outcome.
He did not know what purpose the space sealed away by the White Feather Sword God had in returning here.
However, he could sense the ill intent this Boundless Space harbored toward the Devil Race.
Clearly, even in death, the White Feather Sword God had still been plotting how to deal with the Nether Realm.
And as the current ruler of the Nether Realm, how could he possibly allow such a thing to happen?
Therefore, he had to completely destroy this space or take it under his control.
The Nether Demon Lord clenched his great hand, and streams of invisible air currents appeared.
Before long, strands of black primal qi surfaced around the white halo and pressed toward it.
Originally, not a trace of black primal qi remained anywhere within the Boundless Space.
But ever since the Boundless Space entered the Nether Realm, black primal qi had gradually begun to fill the area around the white halo once more.
The black primal qi transformed into black vines that twisted toward