Chapter 78: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Arrives to Provide Support

"Otherworldly creature, get back, old man!" Qian Daoliu's voice exploded like thunder, carrying endless majesty. His figure flashed once more, instantly appearing above the head of the Liuzhua Mohuang, and the Holy Sword in his hand thrust down fiercely.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angel Judgment!"

As Qian Daoliu's voice fell, a massive golden pillar of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and within the pillar emerged the phantom of an angel holding a Holy Sword.

The angel phantom brandished the Holy Sword in its hand and slashed down toward the Liuzhua Mohuang.

The Liuzhua Mohuang let out a shrill roar, its six sharp claws waving frantically in an attempt to block this strike. However, the angel phantom's Holy Sword descended like divine punishment, instantly slicing the body of the Liuzhua Mohuang in two.

The body of the Liuzhua Mohuang crashed to the ground, dark red liquid splattering everywhere, and a thick, fishy stench permeated the air.

Qian Daoliu's figure landed slowly, the Holy Sword in his hand still shining with golden light.

However, although Qian Daoliu had killed the Liuzhua Mohuang with overwhelming force, the situation on the battlefield remained far from optimistic.

The number of Abyssal Creatures was simply too great; dense swarms of four-clawed bats, six-clawed bats, and various other Abyssal Creatures surged in like a tide. Although the Spirit Hall's Soul Master legion fought desperately, they still appeared powerless in the face of such massive numbers.

"Damn it! Why are these Abyssal Creatures endless!" Golden Crocodile Douluo roared, smashing a Heihuang into fragments with one punch, but he was panting slightly, his stamina depleting too quickly.

Blue Phoenix Douluo's figure shuttled through the air, his wings flapping as countless Wind Blades swept out, slaughtering patches of Abyssal Creatures.

But his stamina was no better at this moment.

Just as the Spirit Hall's Soul Master legion was about to collapse, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from afar.

Immediately following, a clear voice rang out across the battlefield: "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, here to provide support!"

Everyone turned their heads abruptly to see Ning Fengzhi arriving quickly at the battlefield with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's team.

Ning Fengzhi held a pagoda flashing with seven-colored light in his hand, his face wearing a hint of solemnity.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Martial Soul True Body!" Ning Fengzhi shouted in a low voice; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared above his head, casting seven-colored light onto the Spirit Hall Soul Masters on the battlefield.

Instantly, countless auxiliary soul skills were released from the hands of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples, the seven-colored light falling like raindrops onto the bodies of the Spirit Hall Soul Masters.

The previously exhausted Soul Masters immediately felt the soul power within their bodies rapidly recovering, and their wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's auxiliary soul skills are truly well-deserved!" Golden Crocodile Douluo felt the surging power within his body, a trace of pleasant surprise flashing in his eyes.

His stamina had almost fully recovered, and his soul power had also been restored by more than half.

Blue Phoenix Douluo's figure flashed in the air, his wings flapping, and countless Wind Blades swept out once again, slaughtering patches of Abyssal Creatures.

His complexion also returned to a healthy glow, clearly indicating his soul power had recovered to its peak state.

"Many thanks, Sect Master Ning!" Qian Daoliu's voice carried a hint of gratitude. He looked at Ning Fengzhi and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand growing even brighter: "Senior Qian Daoliu, no need for formalities. In times of human crisis, it is our duty to stand together against otherworldly creatures."

With the addition of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the situation on the battlefield finally began to turn.

With the assistance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the combat power of the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters greatly increased, and the previously suppressed situation was gradually reversed.

However, the number of Abyssal Creatures remained massive, and the battle was still difficult.

"Everyone, continue fighting! You must not let these Abyssal Creatures break through the defensive line!" Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice exploded like thunder, carrying endless majesty.

"Yes!" The Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect responded in unison, their morale greatly boosted.

As the battle continued, although the number of Abyssal Creatures gradually decreased, their deaths brought about even more terrifying consequences.

After each Abyssal Creature fell, its body would turn into a mass of pitch-black energy, flying rapidly toward that pitch-black Shenyuan Liefeng.

Under the impact of the energy, the aperture of the rift began to open wider and wider.

As the Shenyuan Liefeng continued to expand, an even more terrifying aura surged out from the rift, as if an invisible giant hand were tearing through space, attempting to send more Abyssal Creatures into this continent.

Qian Daoliu's brows were tightly locked, his gaze fixed like a torch on the depths of the rift, a trace of unease faintly stirring in his heart.

"Is something else coming out?"

"Everyone, be on guard!" Qian Daoliu's voice exploded like thunder, instantly spreading across the entire battlefield.

However, before his voice had even faded, a piercing shriek suddenly erupted from the rift, and immediately after, pitch-black figures slowly walked out from within.

These figures were even larger than the previous Abyssal Creatures, and their auras were even more terrifying, each one exuding a suffocating pressure.

"This is... Abyssal Kings... and there is more than one!" Blue Phoenix Douluo's voice carried a trace of trembling, clearly aware of the strength within the Abyss.

These Abyssal Kings had various forms; some were clad in heavy black armor and held massive battle axes; others were serpentine, their bodies covered in pitch-black scales; still others had wings on their backs and sharp horns on their heads, their scarlet eyes like burning flames.

As soon as they appeared, they charged toward the defensive lines around the Sunset Forest without hesitation, their speed so fast it was staggering.

"The southeast defensive line cannot hold!"

"The southwest defensive line cannot hold!"

"The northwest defensive line cannot hold!"

"The northeast defensive line cannot hold!"

In an instant, Qian Daoliu immediately received news that the four defensive lines were about to fall.

After all, the strength stationed at these four corners was not strong.

The North District defensive line, as the main force of the Abyssal Creature attack: Grand Pontiff Qian Daoliu, Second Pontiff Golden Crocodile Douluo, Third Pontiff Blue Phoenix Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi.

South District defensive line: Pope Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo.

West District defensive line: Fourth Pontiff Lion Douluo, Fifth Pontiff Light Feather Douluo, and Sword Douluo.

East District defensive line: Sixth Pontiff Thousand-Jun Douluo, Seventh Pontiff Demon-Subduing Douluo, and Bone Douluo.

Northwest defensive line: Pufferfish Douluo.

Northeast defensive line: Snake Spear Douluo.

Southwest defensive line: Ghost Leopard Douluo.

Southeast defensive line: Demon Bear Douluo.

It could be said that the Spirit Hall's top combat power was all out, yet it still appeared thin.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu gripped the letter in his hand tightly, his gaze fixed dead on a certain direction of the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect! Clear Sky Sect!"

"Once I am free, I will certainly settle accounts with you!"

"Grand Pontiff, what should we do now?" Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice was low and urgent, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings; the defensive line was already in imminent danger under the impact of the Abyss Kings.

There was even one Abyss King that not even he was a match for.

Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment, his eyes gradually becoming resolute, as if he had made up his mind about something.

(End of chapter)