In the depths of the Far North.
A violent burst of white light rose, accompanied by an extremely terrifying explosion.
The ground trembled slightly. Even from the distant border city of Tian Shui City, one could faintly see the scorching energy that dyed the night sky white.
Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi had not slept. They remained in the room, staying vigilant for any possible abnormalities around them. Since Ning Rongrong had sent a clone to infiltrate the Far North, they stayed here to keep watch.
"Rongrong…" From the corner of his eye, Ning Fengzhi noticed the direction of the Far North erupting with intense energy outside the window. His murmur carried an unavoidable trace of worry.
Although Ning Rongrong had said there would be no problems, how could a parent truly set their mind at ease?
The Abyss Holy Lord was a first-level god. Even if only a projection had descended with limited power, it still fell within the category of gods. Xue Di, who had broken through to godhood, was still licking her wounds in the Star Dou Great Forest—nobody knew when she would recover.
Rongrong had said it was only a clone going over, but if the enemy traced it back and sniped her true body from afar, it might still be possible. The might of gods was something mortals could hardly imagine.
Traces of bright red blood seeped from the corner of Ning Rongrong's mouth.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi's heart sank with a thud.
"She couldn't have run into trouble, could she?"
Combined with the explosive power now transmitting from the direction of the Far North, Ning Fengzhi had a vague bad premonition.
"Kekekeke~"
A villainous laugh rang out, coming from Ning Rongrong's mouth.
Ning Rongrong, who had been sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, opened them. She reached up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
"Rongrong!"
Seeing Ning Rongrong awaken, Ning Fengzhi was just about to speak, but before he could open his mouth—
"Interesting. Truly too interesting."
"Abyss Holy Lord, you really gave me quite a big gift!"
An extreme pressure began to climb.
Even the three people standing nearby were forced back several steps by this aura. Ignoring the shock on everyone's faces, Ning Rongrong transformed into a streak of light and shot out through the window.
A faint voice drifted back:
"The Divine Realm cannot interfere with the continent. I'm going to handle the situation in the Far North. I'll be back soon."
By the time Ning Fengzhi and the other two came back to their senses, Ning Rongrong had long since disappeared.
The three looked at each other.
"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, Rongrong just…" Ning Fengzhi still hadn't fully reacted.
But he could basically confirm that the explosion just now was definitely related to Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong has always been wary of the Divine Realm. The fact that the Divine Realm cannot act is probably what she meant." Bone Douluo pondered aloud.
"She must be going to confront the Abyss Holy Lord. Sigh!" Sword Douluo also let out a sigh upon hearing this.
The aura Rongrong had released in that instant had been far too powerful.
Even Sword Douluo had felt as though he were adrift on a vast sea—a lone boat tossed by raging waves.
That was absolutely not power that a Limit Douluo could possess.
"In that case, let's go inform the others." Ning Fengzhi finally snapped out of his thoughts. "I'm afraid there will be a great battle in the Far North. First, we need to stabilize Tian Shui City."
…
"Damn it! That vile human native actually self-destructed while I wasn't paying attention." The Abyss Holy Lord, holding the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, appeared above Wind and Snow Valley.
His true body could only move within a 5-kilometer radius of the Abyss passage's radiation. Otherwise, his power would quickly dissipate.
Even so, this was still not his full strength.
Like when he had previously blocked the martial soul fusion skill and thrown the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd from afar—beyond that range, the power had already decayed severely, barely reaching the level of a second-level god.
Even now, wielding the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, his strength was only at the peak of second-level god.
And he had just been ambushed and suffered some injuries.
"Ning Rongrong, I've remembered you." The Abyss Holy Lord's gaze turned cold and sharp. Projecting himself to descend into the Douluo plane required immense resources and cost. If not for the plan, he would never have projected down.
But now, out of the ten great emperors, a total of eight had come.
Two had already fallen.
The remaining five had been cut down like vegetables by Ning Rongrong and sent back to the Abyss plane.
Aside from the weak forces remaining in the Far North, only one Abyss Lord was still present on the Douluo plane.
"Very good. I, the dignified first-level god Abyss Holy Lord, have suffered repeated setbacks."
"Go ahead and gloat! When I truly descend, I will let you know what the Abyss really is."
A streak of extreme white light flashed past and landed not far from the Abyss Holy Lord.
"No need to wait until then. Right now will do." Ning Rongrong's pink hair fluttered gently in the night. Holding the Glazed Holy Sword, she gave off an extremely ethereal feeling. Her entire body radiated an extreme sense of oppression.
"You…" The Abyss Holy Lord's gaze darkened. "This time, is it your true body?"
"That's right. Tonight, either you die, or I perish." Ning Rongrong said calmly. "Your Abyss keeps loitering around here, getting in my way."
"Very well, very well. After so many tens of thousands of years, you are the first to dare humiliate me like this. Even the Ice God back then only relied on the power of her divine artifact to fight me evenly. What right do you have?"
Purple-black aura swirled around the Abyss Holy Lord. It gently lifted his cloak. An inexplicable sense of suppression and pressure spread outward with him at the center.
"Just because my name is Ning Rongrong." The Glazed Holy Sword in her hand drew a graceful sword flower. Lustrous white light condensed along the blade, and faint pressure locked onto her opponent.
"Is that so? Then die!" The Abyss Holy Lord roared. Gripping the imitation super-divine artifact Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, he unleashed a surge of blue-purple light straight toward Ning Rongrong's neck.
"Clang—"
The clash of weapons produced an extremely powerful shockwave. A torrential wave of energy rippled outward with the two at the center.
"How is this possible!"
The Abyss Holy Lord's pupils contracted as he maintained the deadlock.
Although what he held was not the true Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd, it could still unleash at least fifty percent of the original weapon's power. Especially the "Abyss" skill—it could ignore any defense and pierce through.
Although it had harsh restrictions and could not be used for ranged attacks,
It was precisely because of this skill that he had easily inflicted severe wounds on the previous Ice God, Xue Di.
If not for that Ice Sky Snow Girl being clever enough to escape his radiation range, she would probably have already fallen.
"I see—so it's a rule that ignores defense?"
"But it's too weak."
Ning Rongrong's free hand formed a seal.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared around her.
A miniature treasure pagoda erupted with pressure that left the Abyss Holy Lord in disbelief.
"Not good!"
The Abyss Holy Lord quickly retreated to pull away distance.
"Do you think you can escape?"
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shot forward at extreme speed.
"Suppress!"
As Ning Rongrong's voice fell, the pagoda rapidly enlarged. Its radiant, colorful glow almost illuminated the night sky.
"Don't underestimate me!" Sensing that he could not escape, the Abyss Holy Lord roared in fury. He gripped the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd and thrust it toward the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
"Clang—"
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda trembled lightly. The Abyss Holy Lord, struck by the pagoda's force, "pfft" and sprayed a mouthful of purple-black blood as he was sent flying backward.
"Damn it! How is this possible?"
"Why does a mere native of the Douluo plane possess a super-divine artifact like this!"
Seeing that his weapon had reverted from the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd back to the Sea God's Trident, the Abyss Holy Lord was shocked and at the same time filled with indignation.
Back then, to escape the shadow of being repeatedly smashed by the Ice God's Ice Palace,
He had spent great effort to forge the super-divine artifact Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd.
Although what he held now was merely an imitation created through rules, the other side wasn't wielding the Ice Palace either!
Could it be that he, as the Abyss Holy Lord, was destined to keep walking further and further down the path of being smashed?
Looking at the sky-covering, rainbow-hued treasure pagoda.
"According to reports from my subordinates, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is a sect of auxiliary soul masters. Apart from the martial soul fusion skill of three people being impressive, the rest are nothing special."
"Nothing special, my ass!"
"This thing—you're telling me it's the martial soul of an auxiliary soul master?"
"This pagoda is clearly a super-divine artifact—one no weaker than the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd."
(End of chapter)