The whisker-like feelers on its head seemed endless, and the dark energy behind it constantly supplied it with limitless power.
All that energy gathered in its attacking tentacles. Only by concentrating such immense energy in them could it withstand the three different attacks from Yang Hao and the Star Devourer Dragon King.
Whoosh...
When the attacks from both sides collided in that vast space, only a faint sound could be heard. There was no spectacular clash of techniques.
It was just like their first exchange. Yet after this collision, the dark space behind it seemed to shrink a little.
"If the dark energy behind it is its 'divine power,' or its 'energy,' doesn't that mean we can actually see how much energy it has?"
Yang Hao sensed that some of the darkness behind it had vanished after the collision, though the change was slight.
For now, he could tentatively conclude that if the darkness behind it really was energy, and its reserves were visible like this, they would have a clear idea of whether they could defeat it.
There was another problem, though. They were fighting in the place it had inhabited for countless years. Could this spire have other tricks?
After all, constructing such an enormous building was extremely difficult in itself, and there might also be formations within it.
Thus, even while attacking, Yang Hao and Star Devourer remained alert for any other developments.
If it deployed some hidden method and caught them off guard, they could be in serious trouble. Of course, Yang Hao and Star Devourer had hidden trump cards of their own.
Although their attacks were already formidable enough to rival an ordinary God King's, that only meant their combat strength was comparable to an ordinary God King's.
It would be wishful thinking to assume