There was no pointless chatter.
A long spear wreathed in pitch-black demonic energy suddenly appeared in Mo Wutian's hand!
"Roar!"
The spear shot forth like a dragon!
The Demon Spear transformed into a winding, majestic dragon and lunged toward Ling Tian.
"Pointless!"
"Use your strongest move!"
As he spoke,
Ling Tian raised a finger.
Yin-Yang Law power shot forth and landed on the Demon Dragon's head.
The Demon Dragon let out a mournful cry and flew backward, reverting to a spear that landed back in Mo Wutian's hand.
"Hmph!"
Mo Wutian snorted coldly, saying nothing more.
A river of laws, black as ink, abruptly surged above Mo Wutian's head.
The Demon Spear shot skyward and plunged into the River of Demonic Laws.
The next moment,
one Dao pattern after another lit up within the River of Demonic Laws...
One thousand!
Two thousand!
Two thousand eight hundred!
Two thousand eight hundred and fifty!
When they saw the 2,850 Dao patterns in the River of Demonic Laws,
"Hiss!"
The Hongmeng Beings all drew in a sharp breath.
All this time,
the Hongmeng Beings had assumed that Mo Wutian possessed only 2,800 Law Dao Patterns.
They had never expected him to have hidden so much of his strength.
Though it was only a mere fifty extra Law Dao Patterns,
the gap in strength was enormous, like a chasm!
"Excellent!"
The Five Elements Supreme was overjoyed.
At that moment,
the Five Elements Supreme wished Mo Wutian could be as strong as possible!
But what the Five Elements Supreme couldn't understand was...
Even at this point,
why hadn't Ling Tian manifested his River of Laws?
The Five Elements Supreme wasn't the only one with this question.
Zhen Zun, Dan Yuanzi, Qi Bugui, and the other Supremes felt the same.
Even Mo Wutian, on the arena,