Jiang Liu continued playing the dongxiao flute, attacking the Devil Race.
When he saw the Frost Race members rising into the air, along with his many subordinates, Jiang Liu felt immensely gratified.
After all, he had never expected that so many of his subordinates would be Saint Realm martial artists, or that Peak Grandmasters would emerge among them.
Moreover, when he looked at the dark clouds that had yet to disperse in the distant sky, he knew that someone else must still be breaking through.
Jiang Liu immediately focused on dealing with one of the first-order Divine Realm Devil Race members.
The ferocious beast manifested from the flute music earlier had completely entangled him and was preparing to swallow him whole.
This time, Jiang Liu planned to focus on dealing with one person.
That way, he could clearly sense how the spiritual power within his Divine Sea launched its attacks.
It would be excellent tempering for him to fully master the surging spiritual power brought about by his advancement and breakthrough.
After that battle, Jiang Liu was now utterly certain that his spiritual power had definitely broken through to the Divine Realm.
It had very likely reached the peak of the first order of the Divine Realm.
Otherwise, how could the flute music infused with his spiritual power have such tremendous power against those members of the Devil Race?
In truth, Jiang Liu himself had never realized that the reason both his Primal Qi and spiritual power were so effective against the Devil Race was entirely because of the Saintly Sky Art.
Before the Saintly Sky Art evolved, he could already purify Dark Primal Qi to replenish the Primal Qi and spiritual power he had expended.
Moreover, even back then, he possessed a natural advantage when attacking the Nether Race.