The Demon Realm Origin muttered to itself before suddenly looking up.
It turned its gaze toward the golden spiritual power barrier in front of it.
Its eyes filled with confidence.
The ragged palm clenched tightly, its figure flashed, and in an instant, it appeared just a foot away from the spiritual power barrier.
Then, the Demon Realm Origin lifted its arm, which nearly burst from the dark cyan mist, carefully as if dealing with some fragile porcelain, and swung it slowly.
Its previous two attacks had been costly, issuing full force the moment it touched the barrier with a fingertip.
And the result was, naturally, that it was injured by the rebound force considerably.
So this time,
Having learned a lesson from its two previous failures, the Demon Realm Origin decided to try a gentler method of attack.
It planned to break through by concentrating its force, determined to punch a hole through the golden spiritual power barrier!
