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Both the Qian Gu family and the Poseidon family experienced that horrific and bloody war. Six thousand years ago, the spirit of the plane favored nine powerful figures to create the Blood God Array and seal the passage.

Afterwards, a message was conveyed to the nine first-generation Blood Gods: there was a terrifyingly powerful being in the abyss.

It seems this is the one I'm meeting in person.

"It's not a good habit to interrupt others while they're doing their work."

For some reason, the champagne served at the halfway point tasted even better than that served at the victory banquet, and the Abyss Saint King looked like a gentleman who had just won the battle.

“Then I am deeply sorry,” Qian Gu Xing Ci said.

"Six thousand years of heart and blood, what, do you want to share my joy? To amuse me in this tedious but not long process of possession."

In another dimension, the Abyss Saint King descended to the pinnacle, using the power of humanity to slay the Abyss Emperor, gaining both fame and fortune without chilling the hearts of his subordinates.

Unfortunately, the Demon Emperor, a true god, was so weak that he was on the verge of death before the creatures of the abyss, so the Abyss Saint had no choice but to bring forward the plan.

"Okay, how about I add a few more curious viewers for you?"

"On your own."

"Grandpa, Senior Han Hai, I think you need to go and rest."

Qian Gu Xing Ci turned his head and gave a convincing look, revealing his overwhelming aura as a Limit Douluo demigod!

Chen Xinjie paid no attention to the words of dissuasion; the young man's ambition to reach the Limit Douluo level occupied his mind.

The old man has a good grandson, and it seems he also has a grandson...

As he pondered, a beautiful figure appeared in Chen Xinjie's mind.

Would things have been different if Yue'er and I had ended up together back then...?

"Han Hai, I don't have much strength left, and you alone can't defeat the Demon Emperor, let alone the Lord of the Abyss, who is unfathomable."

Qian Gu Die Ting was clear-headed and unyielding, but not blindly fighting. Dragging his weak body to push himself to the brink of death was tantamount to suicide.

Born into a world with no way forward, being weaker than the Abyss Saint King was not his problem.

Bringing Chen Xinjie along was to cover up their true intentions, as some of the individuals in question have rather sensitive identities.

"The next few realms are on par with us; that's what we should be doing—reducing unnecessary casualties."

Chen Xinjie was lost in thought, caught between the thoughts of a nineteen-year-old Limit Douluo and the vast ocean of things he couldn't have in his youth, when his body was forcibly dragged away.

A contemporary fan of Douluo Continent walks through a familiar ocean, evoking a sense of melancholy.

...

The Holy Lord of the Abyss did not interfere.

"They are almost on par with the Spirit Emperor under my command, and should be your strongest force."

Are all living beings so interested when they first arrive at a new place? Qian Gu Xing Ci wondered.

"It seems you have no intention of negotiating."

The Abyss Saint looked down at a spot beneath the clouds, where a dark blue pillar of light shot into the sky, and the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd in the hands of the Fierce Emperor was returned to its rightful owner.

"The possession is nearing its end. How does the dimensional suppression feel?"

Qian Gu Xing Ci smiled and said, "As far as I know, your peak was a first-level god, the kind without a divine position. And now? A second-level god?"

Seemingly having been touched on a sore spot, the Abyss Saint King's plans were in vain, and his strength was far from what he had expected.

The plan has failed miserably!

Feeling the overwhelming aura that seemed to transcend time, Qian Gu Xing Ci sighed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for you to warm up."

The reason why the audience is an audience is that they are always paying attention to the battle here.

As the casual words fell, two crescent-shaped, heterochromatic dragon scales, a golden leaf with clearly defined veins, and a gray-black, silent cross-shaped rapier shone brightly!

The two women, both possessing the beauty and grace of nature, had a subtle distance between them, both in terms of their relationship and their own circumstances. They shared some similarities in appearance, but Na'er possessed a more subtle yet mature charm.

The elderly man, unusually, straightened his back and casually draped his cane over his shoulder; those who knew him probably wouldn't recognize him.

The man, who wore armor year-round, showed no change.

Gu Yue, Na'er, Golden Tree Spirit, Harosa!

The Douluo Continent is a gathering place for all kinds of weapons, including staffs, spears, and swords!

The Golden Tree Spirit uttered eloquently, "So you're called the Abyss Saint Lord?!"

Terrified by the spirits of the plane, they dared not cross the minefield. After six thousand years of preparation, have they finally dared to step into the Douluo plane?

Compared to the lack of knowledge about the Demon Plane, the Abyss Saint King, as the spirit of the Abyss Plane, seeks stability in everything he does.

Looking back, during the probing battle in the Abyss Plane, the spirit of the Douluo Plane was a second-level god, with a similar level of cultivation. However, the strength of Douluo Star itself far surpassed that of the Abyss, not to mention that the invaders could not gain the home-field advantage.

Therefore, we should avoid their sharp edge!

Having successfully broken through to become a first-level god, the Douluo Continent appears strong on the outside but is actually weak on the inside.

With the right timing and location, the Abyss Saint King was able to make this gamble.

"You are not a spirit of the plane, and I observe that you are not skilled in combat, your advantage..."

It's up to me!

Dragon scales rippled on the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd, and the deep, cold light of its main blade seemed poised to devour its prey.

The Abyss Saint King's decision to fight outside his home territory would undoubtedly mean cutting off a powerful arm for himself; only a super artifact born from another plane can bring him a sense of security.

With a single step, the process, devoid of all five senses, suddenly brought the halberd to the withered face of the Golden Tree Spirit.

It's different from traversing space, just like the Creator ordained that the Heavenly Sacred Rift should be placed there and would eliminate any obstacles in the way!

The old man raised his cane made of rotten wood, and with a slight push forward, the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd chipped off a layer of bark, making it impossible for him to take another step.

"Good weapon, keep it."

With a flick of its hand, the golden tree spirit sent its entire outer bark fluttering away in the wind. It smiled as it touched the exposed inner part of the cane, where life was vibrant and the clouds were dyed a vibrant green, symbolizing vitality.

An ordinary walking stick is itself a divine artifact, a divine artifact that conceals its true nature.

"Also, I'm not the only audience member."

With the permission of the Golden Tree Spirit, the entire Underworld offered their lowly lives to their master, the Underworld Emperor!

The Netherworld's Lament Sword, forged by the Vast Ocean Crystal and the Vajra Bracelet, has a crystal-clear flower of death blooming on its hilt.

As the piles of bones receded, the pale sword light, immersed in the wellspring of death, intensified.

Gu Yue and Na'er temporarily put aside their past grievances and embraced each other.

In recent days, the two dragons, who stayed behind at the Spirit Pagoda in the Myriad Beasts Minor Dimension, have killed the two traitorous soul beasts, the Azure Divine Dragon and the Titan Giant Ape.

After the Azure Bull Python transformed into a dragon, its bloodline was still acceptable, but the energy of the divine beast was quite beneficial to Na'er, so she chose to absorb its soul ring to enhance her foundation.

As for that inferior and filthy bloodline, it was destroyed by the Radiant Dragon King when it merged with Na'er.

Na'er's body surged with lightning, and a touch of foreign divine charm restored her to the point where she could coexist with Gu Yue in a yin-yang harmony.

With the same height and build, like two sides of a mirror, a purple dragon wreathed in flames of destruction and a silver dragon swirling with the seven elements devoured the tyrannical Golden Dragon King.

During this process, the bloodlines of the two dragons intertwine and flow, recreating the scene of the two progenitors of the dragon race living together through the connection of the Golden Dragon King's blood and flesh!

Creation and destruction are fused into one under powerful control, with the variegated yet harmonious nine colors and the dark black that devours all brilliance achieving the two extremes of fusion.

The Radiant Dragon Spear, the Silver Dragon Spear, and the Golden Dragon Spear complete the missing ribs of the dragon race, merging bloodlines and creating twin dragon ancestors!

Chapter 266 Five Gods, Bonds, and the Sword of Judgment!

Rumbling--

The dark clouds in the far north were suddenly pushed open, creating a gap of ten thousand feet in the sky.

The two dragons, head to tail, soar upwards, their supreme dragon might vast and mighty!

Gu Yue and Na'er's voices, though different in bearing, resonated with each other, their unparalleled majesty etched into their simple words, like ancient morning bells and evening drums announcing the arrival of time.

"Trial".

The realm of bloodlines has once again witnessed the prosperity of the Dragon God's domain, where dragons live in peace and comfort, following the rules established by the Dragon Clan's magic blade.

The Abyss Saint, an outsider, has angered the king, and thus becomes the enemy of the entire dragon race.

This is a projection left over from the height of its glory, with countless first, second, and third-level deities. True dragons are born noble and become divine officials upon reaching adulthood.

The Abyss Saint King was like a dwarf who had entered the land of giants, slowly awakening on the cross that symbolized sin and punishment.

The Sword of the Underworld trailed an arc resembling a flower stamen, hovering high above the head of the Abyss Saint King.

It's a pity that the Sword of Hades has no educational value, and the Abyss Saint King is not a powerful minister who can be disciplined.

A rapier descended from the sky!

As the only two real beings in the realm, the Dragon Slayer Blade and the Light Dragon King unleashed a dazzling blade of light that pierced the heavens and the earth after seeing the hazy judgment decree.

The Abyss Saint Lord crossed his arms in front of his chest. The Heavenly Saint Abyss Spear was now weak and listless in the face of the Nine-Colored Dragon God Spear and the Radiant Dragon Spear. The Abyss's ability to ignore defense was useless.

In the initial encounter of the final battle, two bloody holes appeared on the Abyss Saint King's body. The regenerative properties of beings in the energy plane were isolated by creation and destruction, and they disappeared into the Abyss Saint King's body.

The flesh and blood struggled futilely, but the aura of the Abyss Saint King continued to rise.

"Gu Yue, didn't you say you wanted to suppress his regeneration?" Na'er asked for clarification.

Gu Yue, in her dragon form, really didn't want to answer this idiotic question. To silence the chatter in her ears, she offered a simple explanation:

"The power of the Abyss Plane, the Abyss Saint King is adding the power that maintains the plane's operation to himself, that's not the regeneration you mentioned."

"And the source of strength is the death of the creatures in the abyss below, especially those kings. Once they die, the core of the first level of the plane will return to the control of the Abyss Saint King."

The decision that "one general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand" may not be true in the abyss.

The Abyss Saint King sneered, "I will grow stronger with the passage of time! What will you do then!"

The Heavenly Saint Abyss-Splitting Halberd regained its former glory, its main blade and the crescent blades on both sides slashing vertically, leaving behind only dark and empty abysses in its wake.

Like a part of the abyss plane overlapping and descending upon Douluo Continent.

A god-level powerhouse can simulate a small world within a certain range and become its master.