"Clang!"

Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Spear struck Demon Sovereign's lower abdomen with unerring accuracy, but the indomitable Golden Dragon Spear was stopped in its path. It seemed to have struck something completely indestructible and was repelled as a result.

At the same time, the entire surrounding space turned a purplish-golden color, and Demon Sovereign thrust a palm forward.

There was no technique to speak of; it was purely an eruption of godly power.

From their initial clash, Tang Wulin had already sensed that Demon Sovereign was no longer an ordinary human. Perhaps she hadn't become a deity yet, but her powers had already reached the godly level.

His opponent was far more fearsome than he anticipated, but he was also no longer his past self.

The attack just now had been unleashed using the Golden...