The reason the Nether Demon Lord had been able to repel Jiang Liu's Saintly Sky Strike was not that his strength had completely recovered.
Rather, the Nether Demon Lord was fighting with everything he had.
He was desperately squeezing his own mental power dry. At this moment, the two Divine Sense Avatars manifested by the Nether Demon Lord were radiating an aura no weaker than Jiang Liu's.
Clearly, although the Human Realm Space had suppressed the Nether Demon Lord's strength to the extreme,
under the circumstances of unleashing his foundations without the slightest regard for the consequences, he could still temporarily raise his mental strength.
Although doing so might have a certain impact on his future advancement in strength,
he obviously could not afford to care about that now.
Under such circumstances, Jiang Liu was helpless as well.
After all, the one he faced was merely the Nether Demon Lord whose strength had been temporarily suppressed to the Second-Order Saint Realm.
He was not the Nether Demon Lord whose original strength had been at the Second-Order Saint Realm.
Moreover, this time, not only had the Nether Demon Lord blocked his attack,
he had also intended to follow the trail of Jiang Liu's mental power restraint and counterattack him.
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Jiang Liu immediately severed the connection between his sea of consciousness and Saintly Sky Strike.
Thus, under the Nether Demon Lord's attack, Saintly Sky Strike naturally dissipated.
Otherwise, the Nether Demon Lord might truly have seized the opportunity to invade his sea of consciousness.
Looking at the Nether Demon Lord, who had returned to normal, Jiang Liu narrowed his eyes.
He had not expected the Nether Demon Lord's resistance to be so fierce.
The Saintly Sky Strike he had launched against the Nether Demon Lord just