Chapter 537: Reaching the Abyssal Line

Ying Wuji nods: "Good."

Yuan Yao uses spiritual power as a blade, cuts her fingertip, uses blood as ink, and quickly draws the formation pattern in midair.

Immediately, she swiftly forms the hand seals for the formation.

Finally, she raises her bare hand, a long sword materializes in her grip, she thrusts it into the formation's totem; instantly the totem erupts with brilliant light, instantly expanding to fill the domain space set up by Quan Li!

Boom!

"Saint-tier formation—"

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!"

Countless sword lights instantly converge into a massive blade, which crashes down toward Quan Li's domain!

Crack—crack—

Invisibly, the domain space shatters apart!

Quan Li's expression in midair suddenly changes; she swiftly sweeps her gaze toward where Yuan Yao and Ying Wuji are, but she does not see them.

Because they have already hidden behind a giant tree.

And Ying Wuhuan and the others, upon sensing that the domain space has been broken, show varied expressions.

Feng Xuanji and Bian Chen exchange a glance; they naturally recognize this formation move, and they are slightly startled in their hearts.

Could it be that Yuan Yao and the others have also entered the Boundary Abyss?!

"You actually still have helpers?" Quan Li hovers in midair, looking at the shattered domain; not only is she not panicked, she lets out a cold, light laugh, her tone filled with brutal killing intent: "You sneaky rats, get out here!"

Having said that, her figure flickers, carrying intense demonic qi, and she instantly rushes toward the spot where Yuan Yao and the other had just hidden.

At the same time, she raises the ferocious bone blade in her hand high, a strike imbued with terrifying demonic might, and she slashes down fiercely!

Bang!!!

A blast!

The towering tree that required several people to encircle it snaps in response, wood chips flying, the break point scorched black.

When Quan Li lands on the broken trunk and coldly scans the surroundings, she finds not a single hair behind the tree, let alone a half-body silhouette.

Quan Li suddenly narrows her eyes, her gaze icy and sharp like a venomous snake choosing its prey; the demonic qi around her surges even more violently due to her anger.

At that moment, she turns around and discovers that the monster and human teams have already split and fled to opposite sides!

Her demon subordinates naturally go after the human heavenly pride.

But that sickly girl uses the Word Spirit Technique, freezing their figures in place.

Quan Li does not intend to let these heavenly pride humans go; just as she prepares to pursue, she suddenly realizes she has triggered another formation, and countless bolts of lightning immediately strike toward her!

Quan Li lifts her blade and swings it out.

Rumble!

The blade cuts through the countless surging lightning!

After she breaks through the lightning formation, she then discovers that the heavenly pride of the other two races have vanished without a trace.

Quan Li's face sinks; she tightly grips the hilt of her blade, "Who exactly ruined my plans?!"

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The human heavenly pride, under Ying Wuhuan's leadership, flee swiftly.

"I didn't expect the demon race to be this strong!" a human heavenly pride says with a solemn expression.

Another heavenly pride says: "By the way, who just helped us?"

"I guess it must be someone from the monster race!" All the heavenly pride of Tian Jiaocheng have gathered together, so it couldn't be human.

It can only be the monster race!

At this moment, Lu Xiangxiang's expression turns cold; she naturally guesses who made the move, and she lets out a cold chuckle in her heart.

Yuan Yao, I will make you die in the Boundary Abyss!

Ying Wuhuan frowns, also having a vague suspicion in his heart; he sends a mental transmission to Lu Xiangxiang: "Could it be them?"

Lu Xiangxiang gives him a slight nod.

Ying Wuhuan's heart instantly fills with mixed feelings; unable to describe the taste, he merely presses his lips together and quickens his pace.

After a moment, the group finds a concealed spot to rest temporarily.

After the calamity, many heavenly pride still discuss their encounter with the monster and demon races just now.

Most of them are wounded; what weighs heavier on their hearts is that in that battle, thirteen companions actually fell.

This casts a thick gloom over what was originally high morale.

This also causes some heavenly pride to feel dissatisfied with the leadership of Ying Wuhuan, Lu Xiangxiang, and Yu Jing.

A slightly slender boy breaks the silence first, speaking with a hint of mockery: "Three leaders, is this how you lead us? We've only been in the Boundary Abyss for three days, yet our losses already total sixteen companions! If this continues, whether we can make it out alive is a big question mark!"

Another also sneers repeatedly: "Just how did you get chosen as leaders!"

"Where's the deployment? The plan? We haven't seen any of it."

"It's our oversight……" Yu Jing just begins to speak, but Ying Wuhuan raises a hand to stop her.

Ying Wuhuan looks at them coldly: "Entering the Boundary Abyss means being tied to danger. We are not immortals; we cannot protect you completely. If you want to leave the team, you may do so now. If you choose to keep trusting us, then you should stand united, rather than fighting among yourselves!"

"Internal strife? Isn't it just because you lack ability that we're fighting among ourselves?" the boy scoffs angrily.

"The thirteen city-guarding elders instructed us that our primary goal in this expedition is to harvest the spirit flowers; as for the other two races, we should try to minimize conflict with them." Lu Xiangxiang speaks slowly, her gaze heavy as she looks at the boy who just spoke: "If you weren't the one who provoked the monster race, then how did those thirteen die?"

For a moment, the other heavenly pride all turn their gazes toward that boy.

The boy's expression shifts, evidently his confidence is lacking.

Seeing the boy and a few others close their mouths, Lu Xiangxiang sighs: "Alright, now is not the time to argue about who's right or wrong. Our time in the Boundary Abyss is limited, so we must hurry to gather more spirit flowers."

All the heavenly pride have no objection to this.

"From now on, we'll go this way." Lu Xiangxiang raises her hand, pointing toward the front‑right direction.

Feng Xuanji asked puzzledly: "Why go this way?"

Lu Xiangxiang smiled faintly, then immediately countered: "Daoist Feng, where do you think we should go?"

Feng Xuanji understood the meaning in her words, and merely shook his head.

Meanwhile, while the human race's heavenly pride team was resting.

Yuan Yao's group had continued to go deeper into the Realm Abyss; along the way they harvested breath flowers, slew abyssal beasts, and set up formation outposts.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

Yuan Yao's group became increasingly coordinated; whenever they encountered abyssal beasts of rank seven or higher, they immediately chose to flee.

Along the way, it was also a case of danger without actual harm.

As they continually went deeper into the core region of the Realm Abyss, the surrounding environment became increasingly extreme and harsh.

The killing qi permeating the air grew ever thicker, almost condensing into substance; inhaling a breath made one feel a stabbing pain in the viscera.

The light also grew ever dimmer, as if even sunlight were being devoured by this land.

"What... is that ahead?!" Cang Li suddenly let out an exclamation, his tone tinged with disbelief.