"Truly wondrous. The common root that Devour gave me and this Devil Ancestor, Luo Hou, really does run deep!"
At that moment.
Lin Tian was the same size as Mount Sumeru, but during the refinement, his towering height of ten thousand li had already shrunk to nine thousand li. Delighted, he murmured to himself.
At that moment, the Demonic Qi across the entire Primordial Continent suddenly vanished, and the three thousand righteous Dao Arts of the Primordial World began merging into the Western Continent, whose Heaven and Earth Laws had originally been completely occupied by the Devil Race.
For Lin Tian, this process of Dao Arts growing and devil arts fading was also an exceptionally wondrous process to observe.
In fact, ever since Lin Tian had mastered dimensions and planes, those complementary ultimate laws of space.
His journeys through different Primordial World Planes had, in essence, been a process of observation.
Yet no matter what kind of observation it was, or what mindset he brought to his interventions or travels, none could compare to his entry into this Primordial World and his transformation into the Devil Ancestor Luo Hou. Never had he experienced anything so magnificent and heart-stopping.
At that moment, Lin Tian.
He shrank along with Mount Sumeru, which he had already refined from ten thousand li in height to nine thousand li.
At that moment.
His enormous palm remained pressed against Mount Sumeru's summit.
Meanwhile.
The God-Slaying Spear within his celebratory cloud continuously released the unique slaughter intent of the Primordial World's foremost killing treasure into the vast heavens and earth, resisting the fiercely raging Demonic Qi massed within Mount Sumeru. That almost tangible Demonic Qi was continuously devoured by Lin Tian into his sea of consciousness, celebratory cloud, and true spirit.
It was, in fact, suppressing the