The first time he faced a god, Qian Ni felt a little excited.
He was not afraid of gods. He was only afraid they would be too weak.
Deep darkness enveloped him as the White Devil reappeared.
Immediately afterward, the phantom forms of a white dragon and a red dragon emerged around Qian Ni.
He drove the Boosted Gear and the White Dragon's Light Wings to their limits at the same time.
Crimson light covered his entire body, while eight wings of light unfurled behind his back.
A cold mechanical voice echoed through the empty underground space.
"Boost!"
Once every ten seconds, Qian Ni applied every boost to his mental power.
Each one was accompanied by a ripple of red light.
The entirety of Slaughter City was reflected in his mind, every detail clearly visible.
"Boost!"
The world within his perception continued to expand and grow clearer.
Above lay the surface of Douluo Continent.
Below lay Hell Road, the boiling lake of blood, and underground rivers.
"Boost!"
He focused all his mental power on the blood-red eye in the central dome, seemingly intending to see past this illusory projection of divine consciousness and glimpse a mighty figure beyond Douluo Continent.
Qian Ni was getting impatient.
It was like when an extraction raid was almost over, yet the final boss stubbornly refused to appear, making one anxious!
As his thoughts, intentions, and senses converged, the Boosted Gear responded to his will.
"Boost! Boost! Boost! Boost!
"BoosBooBoBBBBBBBoost!!!"
The mechanical voice accelerated continuously until it nearly blended into one sound!
The endless boosts pushed Qian Ni's mental power into an entirely new realm!
His perception pierced through the barriers of space, tracing the blood-red eye through which the Asura God's projection had descended, directly back to where his true body was!
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