Jiang Liu raised his head and looked toward the sky, toward the boundary wall of the Nether Realm.
At this moment, it seemed that the grayish-black Dark Primal Qi that had always filled the entire Nether Realm had been diluted somewhat.
Perhaps because he was an outsider, he could sense these changes even more strongly than the Devil Race and Beast Race living within the Nether Realm.
Otherwise, with such a situation emerging, the entire Nether Realm should already have begun descending into chaos.
Yet for some unknown reason, neither the Devil Race, the Beast Race, nor the Hall Master of Demon God and Nether River Lord here showed much reaction to this.
Thus, Jiang Liu looked at everyone present, including the five people from the Holy Master Pavilion, and saw that they were all focused on dealing with the crisis of the two Nether Rivers merging.
They seemed completely unaware of the changes within the Nether Realm.
The Hall Master of Demon God watched the Nether River water erupt completely, and his heart began to tremble faintly.
No one understood better than he did what would happen when the Nether River erupted like this.
However, he had no intention of paying much attention to it at this moment.
Because of the collapse of the underground space, the greatest crisis facing him was not the merging of the two currents of Nether River water, but the Demon God Hall that was still inside the underground space.
As the underground space began to spill open, the Demon God Hall also began to tremble slightly.
However, the Hall Master of Demon God outside did not deal with the changes occurring within the Demon God Hall immediately.
What shocked him even more was that as the underground Nether River water continued to erupt,