The giant hand was still reaching out.
The Titled Douluo already wore a look of despair.
Only when the Abyssal Sage King made a move could he feel the other's terror. That unfathomable aura made one's heart tremble, making it difficult even to muster the courage to resist.
Seeing this, Su Ming only sneered coldly.
"So greedy."
The Abyssal Sage King had already turned away to deal with the problem of the seventeenth Abyssal layer, but he still hadn't withdrawn his hand, intending to grab this Titled Douluo on the way.
Having teleported over, Su Ming raised his right hand. All the Spirit Power within his body surged out violently, merging with the surrounding space. Then, in an instant, it was as if he was pulling and compressing all the surrounding space, condensing a blade above his palm. The blade was of seven colors.
He fiercely swung his right hand down, and the seven-colored blade above his palm also slashed down ferociously.
God Realm.
Seeing this, Rong Nianbing was quite surprised.
"He digested my legacy this quickly?"
He marveled.
He had contributed to the stabilization of this spatial channel. He hadn't expected Su Ming to be able to directly borrow this power.
Of course, saying he borrowed his power was actually borrowing the power of the Douluo plane. The force he used to stabilize the channel was also Douluo plane power mobilized through magic.
Moreover, Su Ming borrowed not only the Douluo plane power he had channeled but also the power of the spatial channel itself'more precisely, even the power from the spatial interlayer where the channel was located.
The Abyssal Sage King was originally still contemplating how to quickly remedy the seventeenth layer. Feeling a sharp pain, he abruptly turned back, both shocked and furious.
How was this possible?
Already inside the channel, could the other party still borrow this much of the power of heaven and earth?
After angrily observing for a moment, he quickly became suspicious again.
Upon careful sensing, the power this guy used didn't seem to be purely Douluo plane power; there was also the channel's power.
How was this possible?
The Abyssal Sage King couldn't comprehend it.
In the end, all his confusion could only be summed up in a sigh.
"No wonder he dared to instigate this planar war."
Indeed, both sides had a Lord of the Plane, both turtled in their own domains, neither able to do much to the other.
If one couldn't maintain the ability to fight while close to or even within the enemy's plane, the other party wouldn't dare initiate this planar war either.
The Abyssal Sage King no longer had the energy to waste. He flashed to the The seventeenth Abyssal layer, looked at the giant hole, mobilized Abyssal energy, and began rapidly repairing it.
"What a pity. I didn't get that Tree of Life branch."
While repairing the Abyss, he turned to look back at the channel entrance.
Due to the angle, he couldn't see the other side anymore, but he could still sense the life aura present within the channel.
"So many Tree of Life branches... I'll get them sooner or later."
Thinking this, the Abyssal Sage King's process of repairing the seventeenth Abyssal layer slowed a bit.
His eyes flickered, sensing the vacant Monarch position.
Su Ming severed one of the Abyssal Sage King's giant hands and directly used himself as a conduit to devour the Abyssal energy within it, transferring it to the Tree of Life.
"This amount isn't enough."
Looking again toward the Abyss, Su Ming withdrew.
However, on his way back, he conveniently cleaned up the Abyssal creatures along the path.
Even a mosquito's leg is meat.
Passing through the Abyssal Gate, Su Ming once again stood in the position directly facing the gate, sat down cross-legged, and re-entered a state of waiting.
After Su Ming's clean-up, the Douluo Legion actually managed to push the front line to the sixty percent mark.
The great battle continued. Every day, Spirit Masters fell, and Abyssal creatures were hunted, transformed into power for Douluo Star.
Su Ming no longer appeared on the channel, and the Abyssal Sage King appeared to have entered a state of caution once again.
Abyss.
The Abyssal Sage King was looking at his raised right hand. He had been looking at it like this for a while.
"What sharp willpower."
What truly severed his hand was that will, concentrated on the blade's edge.
"Very strong. The God Realm is even building momentum for him. Could it be they intend to rely on that power to condense a new God Seat?"
Condensing a new God Seat... Thinking of this, the Abyssal Sage King also felt a chill in his heart, realizing he was in serious trouble.
"I don't know how that will was buried in my Abyss."
He began to ponder, to recall.
Which planes had he devoured before? When had he dispatched the Seventeenth Monarch? He even traced back to long ago, the scene when the Seventeenth Monarch joined the Abyss flashing through his mind one by one.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he thought, he could never find the answer.
Outside the Abyssal Gate.
On the plain below, a sea of people bustled.
Initially, only three thousand Spirit Masters, all above Spirit King rank, had gathered here.
Once the war truly began, these Spirit Masters were quickly consumed.
Although the gains were great, death was also inevitable.
Recruitment across the entire continent continued unabated.
Over a month ago, when the Blacksmith Association announced the news, a small group who hadn't been known in advance but made decisive decisions arrived here.
Over a month later, the number of Spirit Masters here hadn't decreased due to the ongoing war. Instead, the scale had expanded further, growing from three thousand to five thousand.
"Still not enough. The battlefield is actually still too small."
Su Ming stared at the Abyssal Gate. The internal channel was still not large enough for a full army deployment; five thousand was about the limit.
Compared to Douluo 3, this channel was still small.
He looked down at the plain below and could clearly sense the emergence of small groups within the legion.
Each small group had a leader.
Upon closer observation, one would find the leaders were on good terms with each other, subtly uniting as if they had some plan in mind.
From his high vantage point, Su Ming occasionally glanced below and could sense these people frequently looking toward the mountains outside the plain.
Those three still-empty peaks had caught someone's eye.
In reality, this one plain was sufficient to accommodate everyone. It was just that being directly under the Abyssal Gate felt eerie, so many Spirit Masters, after leaving the battlefield, would withdraw from the plain and seek encampments in the nearby forests and valleys.
The most conspicuous six mountain peaks had been occupied by Su Ming from the start. Three were already in use, and the remaining three were now being eyed.
Such is human nature.
The rarer something is, the more it signifies status.
During times of crisis and tension, perhaps there was no leisure for such thoughts. But as the atmosphere eased, everyone began wanting to distinguish ranks and status.
Under Su Ming's division, these six mountain peaks were obviously the best way to display status.
Xu Tianran sat in his wheelchair, looking up at the Tree of Life standing in mid-air, at the gate shrouded by intertwined roots, his gaze filled with melancholy.
"I only hate this body of mine, that I cannot enter that battlefield to fight the Abyss."
He let out a long sigh, the sense of regret unconcealed.
For a Spirit Master, for battle, he yearned. Yet, because he was poisoned by a vile person, resulting in paralysis of his lower body, such desires could only lie hidden in his heart.
"Your Majesty, it is said the Tree of Life branches within the Abyss Bracelets can undergo secondary growth. Killing Abyssal creatures can yield feedback of life energy. If enough life energy is obtained, there may yet be hope for your legs to heal," Ju Zi whispered softly.
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