The instant the pitch-black river water began to boil, Jiang Liu felt the powerful suction on his body vanish without a trace.
Jiang Liu immediately seized the opportunity and activated Nebula Shrunken Earth, darting straight onto the arched bridge.
He had always had a feeling that only this arched bridge was truly safe within this underground space.
His suspicion proved correct. The moment he landed on the arched bridge, he felt his body relax, and the omnipresent pressure from before vanished completely.
Even his previously suppressed divine sense surged out in full, shielding his entire body.
For safety's sake, however, he still did not dare extend his divine sense into the surroundings.
Only then did Jiang Liu have time to examine the changes around him closely.
At some point, an enormous head had appeared above the pitch-black river, glaring fiercely at the Demon God Hall.
The entire head was black, clearly formed from the dark river water below. Its mouth gaped open, but it made no sound.
The pitch-black water below churned into raging waves, surging toward the bank and trying to flood onto it.
The moment the dark water reached the bank, the pillars erupted with beams of black light.
Those beams then wove together into an impenetrable net, blocking the surging river water.
As soon as the pitch-black water touched the net, it was stopped, unable to spread even an inch farther.
Waves of an unbearably foul stench immediately spread outward, swiftly permeating the entire underground space.
Even Jiang Liu, standing on the arched bridge, was left dizzy and lightheaded by the revolting smell.
The enormous head looked utterly furious at the pillars blocking the river water, yet there was nothing it could do.
However, the enormous head did not disperse. Instead, it continued to wait.
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