Douluo: Reincarnation of the Exiled Immortal, a Flute Tune to Send Heroes Away

Chapter 81: The Saint King is furious, and more than a dozen top Abyss Kings appear

In the depths of the darkness, a huge vertical pupil slowly lit up. It was a blood-red eye. If you look closely, you will find that this eye is made up of countless small red eyes.

When this eye opened, the entire abyss plane calmed down, the collapsed nine layers disappeared, and the impact on the surrounding layers was much smaller.

"Holy Lord." All the kings gathered in the deepest part of the abyss bent their proud backs at the same time and saluted respectfully to the blood-red eyes.

"A human being has appeared who can threaten us. You must kill her at all costs!"

"The expansion of the abyssal rift requires the sacrifice of ten kings. For those who volunteer to sacrifice, I guarantee that they will be unhindered when they are resurrected in the future, and their plane levels will be raised by three."

The words of the Lord of the Abyss fell clearly into the ears of every king.

The kings' eyes were red with excitement and filled with bloodthirsty light.

Soon, ten kings were willing to sacrifice themselves. After all, there was nothing to be afraid of when resurrection was guaranteed.

……

The ten Abyssal Kings stepped forward without hesitation, their eyes gleaming with fanaticism and determination. To them, the Abyssal Lord's promise was nothing less than a gamble, and the stakes lay with their lives and futures.

"For the glory of the abyss!" The ten kings shouted in unison, their voices echoing in the abyss plane like thunder.

Their bodies began to burn, and dark energy surged from their bodies, transforming into black flames that quickly spread throughout their bodies. As the energy burned, their bodies gradually disintegrated, transforming into pure energy, converging towards the abyssal cracks.

Under the onslaught of this immense energy, the abyssal rift began to vibrate violently, its edges expanding like a yawning maw. Dark energy surged into the crack like a tide, and deep roars emanated from its depths, as if some terrifying being were awakening.

……

Sunset Forest, above the battlefield.

The exiled immortal stood in the void, his white clothes as white as snow, his eyes fixed indifferently on the direction of the abyssal rift. In his hand, he still held the pitch-black bead condensed from the Black Emperor's energy. The bead slowly rotated in his palm, emitting a faint black light.

Qian Daoliu stood behind him, looking at the mysterious man in white with complicated eyes.

He had never seen such a powerful being. Even the angel god he once believed in did not seem to possess such power.

Just as Qian Daoliu was shocked, a rapid sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the distance.

Two figures quickly flew over from the edge of the battlefield. They were the Thorny Porpoise Douluo and the Snake Spear Douluo.

Snake Spear Douluo is a burly man covered in heavy armor, holding a huge snake spear in his hand, and he looks very imposing.

The Thorny Porpoise Douluo was fat, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

As soon as the two landed, their eyes immediately locked onto the Exiled Immortal. Thorny Porpoise Douluo's pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of shock crossed his face.

"Why is he here too?"

Thorny Porpoise Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo looked at each other.

They investigated the man in white for a long time but still couldn't find any useful information. They only knew his name, the Exiled Immortal.

The exiled immortal smiled slightly when he saw them, and said nothing more. Then he turned and left.

After a few days, fewer and fewer abyss creatures appeared. However, because the defense lines on several sides were abandoned, many low-level abyss creatures appeared in the public's field of vision.

In order to increase their reputation, many colleges sent teachers and students to the Sunset Forest front.

Answer the call of the Empire!
However, their actions did not play a big role in the overall war situation.

Several days passed like this.

The Abyss Army did not launch further attacks, which made everyone relax their vigilance.

However, several high-ranking officials of the Spirit Hall were well aware that this was just the calm before the storm.

Sure enough, just when everyone thought that the attack of the abyss creatures had temporarily stopped, a deafening roar suddenly came from the depths of the Sunset Forest.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen terrifying auras rose into the sky from the cracks in the abyss, instantly covering the entire battlefield.

Following them came countless abyss armies, who surged towards the northern defense line like a tide.

"Not good!" Qian Daoliu's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were fixed on the dozen or so figures approaching in the distance.

Each of those figures exuded a suffocating pressure, and the strength of their aura far exceeded that of the previous Abyss King.

They have different shapes, some are cows, some are bees, and there are some abyss creatures that look very similar to humans.

"Extreme Douluo... no, there are even quasi-god and demigod-level beings!" There was a tremor in the voice of Golden Crocodile Douluo, and he was obviously shocked by the scene before him.

Ning Fengzhi's expression also became extremely solemn, and the light of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand flickered slightly: "Can we really stop it?"

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, staring at the dozen or so Abyss Kings with a sharp gaze. His voice was low and cold: "Even if I die today, I will take a few of these creatures with me!"

Qian Daoliu's gaze, like lightning, locked onto the Abyss King as he slowly emerged. He was a towering figure, wielding a massive scythe, swirling with dark energy that seemed capable of ripping through space. His eyes, like two blazing flames, shone with endless murderous intent.

"Fifth-level Scythe Emperor..." Qian Daoliu muttered in a low voice, a hint of solemnity in his tone. He could sense the near-god-level pressure from the other party, an existence far beyond that of a Limit Douluo, even approaching the level of a Quasi-God.

The Scythe Emperor's gaze swept across the battlefield, finally stopping at Qian Daoliu. A hint of a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Human, you are quite powerful, but unfortunately... you are destined to perish here today."

Qian Daoliu did not respond, but slowly raised the holy sword in his hand. Golden light flowed on the sword, and the sacred aura formed a sharp contrast with the dark energy of the Scythe Emperor.

"Master Ning, assist with all your strength!" Qian Daoliu said in a deep voice.

Ning Fengzhi nodded, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand shone brightly, its colorful halo pouring down upon Qian Daoliu like flowing water. Instantly, Qian Daoliu's aura surged, his spirit power, speed, and defense all reaching their peak.

"The seventh soul skill, the true form of the martial soul - the angel is coming!" Qian Daoliu shouted softly, and the shadow of the angel behind him suddenly enlarged, with six wings spread out, and the sacred light filled the earth.

The Scythe Emperor sneered and swung the scythe in his hand violently. A dark energy blade flew straight towards Qian Daoliu. Wherever the energy blade passed, space seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Qian Daoliu's figure suddenly flashed, avoiding the energy blade, and then suddenly rushed towards the Scythe Emperor. His speed was extremely fast, and he was close to the Scythe Emperor in almost an instant.

PS: I have good news to share with you all. The author is going to go out with his girlfriend these days, so I will take a few days off. Hahahaha!
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