At this moment, the first skeleton to approach the Nether River Lord suddenly began to emit streaks of black light all over its body.
Then, in that instant, the entire skeleton vanished completely without a trace, leaving not even the slightest remnant behind.
It seemed as though it had been cut apart by the Void Force, yet there was something different about it.
It felt as though it had been completely plundered by the Power of Rule.
At this moment, the aura surrounding the Nether River Lord appeared even more profound.
By now, the few people from the Holy Master Pavilion and the Hall Master of Demon God had already moved far away from the Nether River Lord. Clearly, none of them wanted to approach him.
However, the battle between them had not stopped.
Moreover, they were fighting even more fiercely than before.
Clearly, the people from the Holy Master Pavilion wanted to seize this opportunity to see whether they could defeat the Hall Master of Demon God.
The reason was simple: this was already their final opportunity.
Once the Nether River Lord finished evolving, they likely would not have another chance to attack, even if they wanted to continue.
As for the Hall Master of Demon God, he had to hold out until the Nether River Lord became stronger.
Once the Nether River Lord's strength increased further and he joined forces with the Hall Master of Demon God to deal with these people, defeating them would be a piece of cake.
It was just that no one knew whether the Hall Master of Demon God's beautiful wish could come true.
Now that both sides had begun fighting, neither held back in the slightest. They were giving it everything they had.
The surrounding space had already developed many collapsed areas.