Chapter 81

In midair.

Eight quasi‑god‑level powerhouses, leading over a hundred Title Douluo, launched a siege, followed by countless Soul Douluo and Soul Saint‑level monsters.

"Bai Yuan, your sword is already spent; surrender and we'll leave you a whole corpse!" Ling Di said coldly.

Unless one is a god, even the strongest below the god level will be turned to ashes in this situation.

Bai Yuan scoffed, gripping the Silver Dragon Spear in one hand and raising the other, where an identical blood‑red longsword materialized.

Ling Di:???

All Abyssal Kings:???

"Slash!" a light shout rang out as Bai Yuan swung his sword, unleashing a blood‑red blade of light that swept toward the horde of monsters.

The Abyssal Kings watched, their scalps tingling, and without a thought for dignity, they fled in panic, letting the endless Abyssal monsters serve as meat shields against the blood light of this god‑level sword.

With a single sword strike, countless Abyssal monsters exploded, turning into the purest life energy.

Among them were several high‑level Abyssal monsters of Title Douluo rank, and two low‑level Abyssal Kings who reacted in time, only to be slain by that sword!

Vast life energy surged between heaven and earth; in the great lake, the fish and plants not yet devoured grew wildly under its nourishment.

However, the Abyss's rules quickly reclaimed this vast life energy, seeking to minimize the loss.

But Gu Yue Na wouldn't miss the chance to heal her injuries; she secretly controlled the Silver Dragon Spear, devouring the plane core of the fifth layer while causing it to erupt with terrifying devouring power, vying with the Abyss's rules for this life energy.

At the same time, Bai Yuan activated the Five Elements Formation, hoping to retain this life energy and use it to nourish Mu Junwu.

Mu Junwu's body began to grow wildly, her cultivation and her understanding of life's rules rapidly increasing.

Qi Refining layers six through nine!

Finally, the life energy between heaven and earth was completely divided up, and the Abyss's rules proved far stronger than those of the Douluo Continent.

Even with the Douluo Continent's rules offering resistance, the Abyss still reclaimed half of the life energy.

As for the low‑level Abyssal Kings who couldn't dodge in time, their plane cores were naturally taken back by the Abyss.

Bai Yuan felt a sense of helplessness and regret.

Life energy can be seized by force, but plane cores cannot; that's why Bai Yuan waited until they drew near before striking.

Besides worrying that too many Title Douluo could block a god‑level sword, he also feared that too many plane cores would appear, overwhelming Gu Yue Na's ability to cope.

Nevertheless, what was bound to happen still occurred, prompting Bai Yuan to silently curse those two Abyssal Kings as idiots.

At this moment, heaven and earth fell silent; every Abyssal monster gazing at Bai Yuan felt a hint of fear.

The lower‑rank Abyssal Kings, however, felt a bit timid.

The eight quasi‑god‑level powerhouses stared at Bai Yuan with extreme vigilance, wanting to intervene and stop him from consuming the plane core, yet they dared not step forward.

Bai Yuan coldly laughed, saying, "Is this all the strength of the Abyssal plane? It's nothing more than a few big and small ants—come on if you've got the guts!"

Although Bai Yuan's voice wasn't loud, bolstered by spiritual power it rang like thunderous waves, causing many nearby weak Abyssal monsters to burst apart with a bang.

The eight quasi‑god strongers dared not move.

If they were invading another world, they would surely retreat upon encountering this situation, but now they cannot.

Because they lack the ability to kill Bai Yuan, the Divine Realm would immediately destroy the Abyss.

However, this stalemate is exactly what the Abyssal Holy Lord wants; only in this situation can he gain more time to devise a plan.

Time passed second by second.

The life energy contained in the fifth layer of the Abyss is immense to the extreme; Bai Yuan fed it to Gu Yue Na, but she couldn't absorb it all at once.

Yet at this moment, not a single Abyssal monster dared to step forward; they could only watch as the life energy in the Abyss's core dwindled.

After a while, Bai Yuan sensed that the life energy of the plane core had been almost consumed, and he smiled faintly, saying, "Weren't you here to kill me? Why do you now lack the courage to act? If so, you can still retreat to the Abyss."

Some low‑wit Abyssal Kings trembled with anger, stepped forward, but were driven back by a glance from Ling Di.

Bai Yuan scoffed again, saying, "Not leaving? Heh! I'm not afraid to tell you the truth—I have plenty of those blood swords."

Upon hearing that, the Wisdom Emperor who controlled the sixth layer of the Abyssal plane said coldly, "A mortal couldn't possibly possess so many items capable of erupting with god‑level power; he's just bluffing—if he has any left, it's at most one or two."

Ling Di's eyes narrowed; knowing he couldn't delay by this means, he coldly said, "Kill!"

At Ling Di's command, thirty to forty Abyssal monsters materialized out of thin air, resembling gigantic lizards over fifty meters long.

These Abyssal monsters had thick limbs, crawled on the ground, and were covered head to toe in dense gray‑black scales.

These are Ling Di's people.

Abyssal Spirit Dragon!

Ling Di's people are the fewest among the Abyss, numbering only fifty in total; this time they have practically come out in full force.

Yet each of these fifty Abyssal Spirit Dragons equals a Title Douluo‑level expert, capable of thrashing Abyssal Kings ranked fifty and below.

At this moment, all the Abyssal Spirit Dragons' eyes turned azure simultaneously; they opened their mouths wide and exhaled a pale blue mist toward the nearby Abyssal monsters.

This mist was extremely viscous; a single breath covered Abyssal monsters within a kilometer radius, and under its cover, every Abyssal creature underwent an immediate change.

The strength of all Abyssal monsters below Soul Saint level increased by ten ranks or more, and their eyes instantly turned blood‑red, completely losing reason and fear.

At the same time, a pale blue halo appeared on their scales, like a light shield protecting their bodies.

The Abyssal monsters launched a sky‑covering offensive, while Ling Di's figure and many Abyssal Kings vanished into the endless horde, lying in wait.

Ling Di intended to wear Bai Yuan down with a sea of people, or to drain his Dragon Scale Sword.

Countless ten‑thousand‑year soul beasts watched, their hearts chilled; some of the sharper ones had already sensed Ling Di's plan.

At the same time, the plane core on the Silver Dragon Spear was completely consumed; each Black Emperor on the battlefield that could at least match a Soul Douluo exploded automatically, turning into life energy absorbed by the Silver Dragon Spear and the Abyss.

Without a word, Bai Yuan gripped the Silver Dragon Spear and charged forward without fear, plunging alone into the sky‑darkening swarm of Abyssal monsters.

In this situation, even if Di Tian rushed in, there would be only a dead end, with no chance of survival.

Bai Yuan snorted disdainfully, gripping the Silver Dragon Spear in one hand while raising the other, and an identical blood‑red longsword appeared in his hand out of thin air.

(End of Chapter)