With a single thought.
The thousand zhang nine-colored Sword Qi completely penetrated the enormous liquidified alien power.
The thirty zhang body of the Netherworld King was pushed by the sword tip, flying out from within and was fiercely nailed to the Purple and Cyan Immortal Mountain thousands of miles away.
The Liquid Spiritual Energy Lake within the mountain violently shook, cascading down along the mountain body.
Some splashed onto the Netherworld King's body, washing away the dirty blood and revealing a body full of devastating wounds.
On his vast thirty zhang body, there were nine shocking blood holes, continuously gushing fresh blood.
Especially the wound on his forehead which shattered his Original Star, piercing through his head, nearly delivering a fatal move.
Only some remnant soul remained.
"Thanks…" the Netherworld King weakly said, showing a look of release.
