Evil Ling Xiao unleashed a terrifying mental storm, and the entire sea of consciousness churned with it.
The endless mental storm swept outward. Centered on the Blood Moon Demon God, countless celestial phenomena emerged—lightning flashed, thunder roared, and rain poured down in torrents.
At times snowflakes drifted down; at times the blazing sun hung overhead. One phenomenon followed another without end. All of them were manifestations formed by will, altering space and time.
Beneath the Blood Moon Demon God's feet, a massive vortex appeared, like a Sea Eye erupting from an endless ocean, stirring the winds and clouds.
"Not good!"
All of a sudden, the Blood Moon Demon God felt a pulling force, as though an invisible giant hand had reached up from below to drag him into an endless abyss.
His opponent wanted to devour his mind and divine soul. Within Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness, he held no advantage whatsoever and could only be butchered at the other's whim.
After all, this was the other party's home ground.
"Discretion is the better part of valor. Once I plant the demonic seed, whether they're fake or genuine, all of them will obey my command!"
The Blood Moon Demon God began to retreat inwardly. He knew that Evil Ling Xiao was not someone he could defeat here. If this continued, he would be finished.
The next moment, his body moved. He leaped high into the air, tracing an arc through the void as he shot into the distance at an inconceivable speed.
"Trying to run? Stay here!" Evil Ling Xiao sneered and reached out with a massive hand, grabbing forward.
Rumble...
That terrifying demonic hand was boundlessly immense, propping open heaven, earth, and the universe. With a single grasp, its divine might was immeasurable.
It possessed the dreadful power to