Slaying the Nether Clan Elder: Nether Jue

"Bang!" The black figure was directly smashed to the ground by the Fire-Winged Monkey's staff.

Jiang Liu coldly watched Nether Jue lying on the ground, clutching his own head and rolling desperately.

The Saintly Sky Strike he had unleashed moments ago had instantly entered Nether Jue's spiritual sea of consciousness.

This time, Jiang Liu no longer needed to keep him alive, so he had held nothing back. Even now, he was increasing the power of the Saintly Sky Strike.

He wanted to crush Nether Jue's spiritual sea of consciousness directly with the Saintly Sky Strike.

Nether Jue felt his vision go black, as though he had entered a boundless chaos of darkness.

He could no longer even feel the heavy blows his body was suffering at that moment.

That was because, to him, the physical attacks were nothing.

What mattered most was the mental-force assault within his spiritual sea of consciousness.

He knew that this mental-force attack had certainly been launched by that disciple of the Saint Heaven Sect opposite him.

However, he had never expected his opponent's mental-force attack to be so powerful that it could break through his spiritual sea of consciousness in an instant.

Worse still, he seemed to have sensed Huang Cang's impending aura.

He had personally witnessed the miserable state of Ming Lang after Huang Cang's attack.

His feeling was not wrong. At that moment, the sky had already become thick with dark clouds, and a gigantic face appeared at the same time.

Gongsun Haoyue and Flowing Cloud Matriarch were both startled. They hurriedly flew away from the area to avoid suffering an undeserved calamity.

Even the Fire-Winged Monkey darted aside. It did not want to be attacked by the Heavenly Dao for no reason.

Only Jiang Liu remained standing where he was, without moving.