On the other hand.
The Abyssal Devil Race, which had been arrogant to the extreme moments ago, suddenly discovered that the barbed hooks embedded in its flesh where it had been wounded by the Sky-Coiling Immortal Vine were drawing its power at an astonishing speed, replenishing the True Spirit Wizard's body.
As for these mountains, they did not represent the suppression of actual mountains. Rather, they were mountains representing spacetime nodes from worlds explored by the Sky-Coiling Immortal Vine, gathered one by one by the old witch and fashioned into a supreme suppressive sealing witch artifact with some immortal treasure as its core. Yet because of personal preference, she had given it the name of an Immortal Domain immortal artifact.
"Hah!"
With strength enough to uproot mountains and spirit to cover the world, this Abyssal Devil Race swung its spiked club fiercely. It actually supported Shengwu Immortal Mountain, dozens of times larger than itself, making it impossible to press down, and used supreme true power to force the vine's immortal thorns from its body. For a moment, its momentum was truly unparalleled.
Yet, as old witch Sylvana let out a low laugh, more Sky-Coiling Immortal Vine branches sprouted beneath Shengwu Immortal Mountain and wound toward the Formless Devil Ancestor. Though they suffered the corrosion of vast quantities of abyssal demonic energy, the sheer number of vines gradually bound the Formless Devil Ancestor.
"Hah! Hah! Hah!"
It broke free with brute force, snapping the entwining vines, only to be surrounded once more. Though this Formless Devil Ancestor possessed monstrous strength and a true body that ordinary power could scarcely harm, it had nowhere to wield that strength.
Whoosh...
The long tongue in the giant mouth on its chest became a blur and shot forth at astonishing speed. Yet, in the seemingly