The space before them changed, but after carefully sensing it, Gongsun Hongtian found nothing unusual.
Countless tentacles behind him lunged forth once more.
Yet at that moment, centered around Xu Zimo and Gongsun Hongtian, the distance between them actually folded in half.
It was as though space had become a mirror.
When Gongsun Hongtian's countless tentacles attacked, identical tentacles appeared on Xu Zimo's side as well.
They used the same moves and possessed the same power.
Countless tentacles coiled around one another. Explosions thundered, and the heavens changed as winds and clouds churned.
The entire space collapsed before the two of them, yet Xu Zimo had not moved from beginning to end.
He simply let the tentacles battle.
Whatever kind of attack the other party used, the same attack would appear on his own side.
This was the so-called Form of the Demonic Realm. One of space's ultimate manifestations was folding.
It could use space to refract and reflect all attacks.
The stronger the opponent, the stronger the reflected attack would be.
"How could this be? How could this be?" Gongsun Hongtian looked at everything before him, still unwilling to believe it.
He once again increased the power of the formation, sending boundless spiritual energy hurtling toward Xu Zimo.
Space let out a roar, and the crushing pressure could be clearly felt.
Xu Zimo could tell that the other party was powerful. The refracted space he had created was gradually becoming difficult to sustain.
"Second Style of the Ten Demon Styles: the Form of the Disease Demon."
Xu Zimo murmured once more.
"Those beset by karmic illness."
The next moment, endless deathly energy enveloped all of Tianlun City.
This deathly energy was terrifying. It could ignore all defenses and draw away lifespan and vitality from within the human body.
Sensing