King Chujiang Hall's Darkening

Just as Jiang Liu was preparing to materialize his spiritual power into a human form and launch an attack,

a dazzling white light suddenly appeared deep within his Divine Sea.

Then the white light viciously cleaved toward the expanding black vortex.

A miserable scream rang out in Jiang Liu's Divine Sea. The black vortex was directly cut in two, and the black color rapidly transformed into colorlessness.

Very soon, this black spiritual-power vortex of Nether Hu was completely absorbed by Jiang Liu's Divine Sea.

In an instant, Jiang Liu felt as though his Divine Sea had become broader.

Only then did Jiang Liu realize that this white light had been formed from the spiritual power he had accumulated in his Divine Sea while cultivating the Saintly Sky Art.

Clearly, the white light had sensed that prey had appeared, so it had leaped out impatiently and captured it.

Nether Hu was truly unlucky. He had never expected to steal the chicken only to lose the rice.

After taking that blow, the aura around Nether Hu opposite him had clearly grown even weaker.

At that moment, another bolt of Thunder came crashing down. Judging from the direction it was headed, it was undoubtedly aimed at Nether Hu.

Jiang Liu had clearly prepared for this Thunder attack. With a flash, he arrived beside Gongsun Haoyue and pulled her away with him.

The Fire-Winged Monkey had obviously been keeping an eye on the movements above as well. Before the Thunder could strike, it had already flown far away.

"Ah!" Nether Hu had been struck hard by the Thunder, yet he endured his injuries and flew toward the distant pit.

At this point, Jiang Liu and the others wanted to stop him again, but the distance was already too great. There was clearly nothing they