When the Demon God saw Tian Lan shatter his casual strike, Tong Tian was not particularly surprised.
Then his grip tightened around his scepter, and all the dark primal qi lingering around him immediately surged madly toward the orb atop it.
As the Demon God gathered more and more of the surrounding dark primal qi, the cutting, tearing, and various other forces permeating the void gathered there as well.
Gradually, hurricanes of black intermingled with other colors formed around the Demon God.
But the Demon God paid them little heed and continued drawing in all the dark primal qi lingering in the void.
From the looks of it, he seemed intent on piercing the realm barrier and gravely wounding Tian Lan with a single strike.
As Tian Lan sensed the changes in the surrounding void, his expression finally began to grow grave.
To others, that last strike might have seemed immensely powerful.
But in his eyes, its power was merely average.
Its greatest strength was simply its ability to withstand the omnipresent void force.
Suddenly, Tian Lan's expression changed. Could this Demon God actually have no fear of void force?
The reason he stood guard here, not daring to make any rash moves or stray too far from the God Realm's barrier, was precisely his fear of being eroded by void force.
Yet this Demon God not only had no fear of its erosion, but could even fuse void force with dark primal qi and use it to attack.
In other words, even without dark primal qi, the Demon God could still unleash a move as powerful as that last strike.
At that thought, Tian Lan truly began to take the Demon God seriously.
Just as Tian Lan had expected, after drawing in all the dark primal qi in this