Douluo: Legend of the Dragon King - The Voice of the Purple Emperor

The Dark Bell chuckled in the air, not bothering to chase Guo Zhenfeng at all. In her eyes, what did the lives of abyssal creatures matter? Grinding down such a powerful figure would save her a lot of effort and avoid any risks. What could be more enjoyable than that?

The soldiers of the Northern Legion knew they had reached a critical juncture of life and death. Everyone strained their spirits, and even though their soul-guided weapons were on the verge of exploding at any moment, the attacks continued relentlessly.

Guo Zhenfeng displayed his powerful attack capabilities to the fullest extent; wherever he went, the shadows of his blade shook the heavens!

Even Baan could not stop his full-force attack. In an instant, he swept across the battlefield, and a large number of abyssal creatures perished before his Mountain-Shattering Axe.

Even so, he still had to face even more abyssal creatures. These creatures seemed endless, constantly surging forth.

The Abyss plane doesn't care at all about the death of lower-level abyssal creatures. As long as they are converted into abyssal energy and return, the lower the level of the abyssal creature, the faster it will regenerate, and it can recover in the blink of an eye.

For them, the most important thing is to take the opportunity to devour the life force of Douluo Continent, even plants have life energy that they really like.

Once it can devour the entire Douluo Plane, the Abyss Plane can directly evolve into a God Realm-level existence. Moreover, it will not be an ordinary God Realm, but a more powerful and complete one, even as strong as the original Douluo God Realm.

At that time, they will have the ability to break free from their original geographical limitations and hunt in the universe, constantly absorbing life energy to strengthen themselves. This is the great dream of the Abyss Saint King!

As for the Holy Spirit Cult, it had early connections with the Abyss Plane. The more people die, the more souls they collect, and the more emotions they accumulate, the more they will absorb. The deaths of tens of millions of people are what the Holy Spirit Cult desires most...

"Human, do you really think there's any need for the Douluo Plane to exist? Come with me, become a god together. You create your own God Realm, and with my help, you too will eventually become a god! Your thinking is ridiculous. Only you pose a threat to our Abyss Plane. What does it matter how many humans kill us? We can be resurrected, while you humans only face true death! What we fear most is you, your gun, and the life seed belonging to this plane within you."

"Haha! What bullshit about creating your own divine realm? If you were truly capable, would you need to go through all this trouble? In the end, you're still lacking! You're still lacking! Did you really think I hadn't thought of that? Abyssal creatures can indeed resurrect, that's true, but when did I say I didn't have a backup plan?"

throat!

The purple dragon roared to the sky, and a sixth purple halo appeared behind it.

Even though its body, and even its own dragon scales, were now covered in indelible scars.

But it remained defiant.

"Your backup plan?"

The Abyss Saint King was taken aback.

"Behold! This boundless weight of life, this endless vitality!"

……

Endless Mountains

In the very center of the Blood God Formation, a tiny blade of grass, brimming with vitality, rose up.

It absorbs the energy from the dead creatures of the surrounding abyss, and continues to grow...

"You! Impossible, impossible! How can one plane have two plane seeds?"

The Abyss Saint King said incredulously.

"I have broken off the purest branch of the Tree of Life; it is the end for you creatures of the abyss! And I am your nemesis!"

"No! Even if you've kept this as a backup plan, so what? The Abyss Plane has been dormant for so many years, and even below me, another powerhouse close to a true god has emerged. I don't believe you fragile humans can withstand it! Humans are evil creatures! They can even abandon their own race and forsake their own people. You cannot succeed! Never!"

……

Dark Bell toyed with the small black bell in her hand; if you listened carefully, you could hear a faint sound.

Those are the souls of many Northern Legion soldiers...

"These abyssal creatures are truly useless. They've only just broken through the defenses, and it's not even a complete breach. Federation reinforcements are almost here, sigh, it's still not enough!"

The Dark Bell is there to pave the way. It will absorb as much soul energy and various impurities as it can.

Therefore, this line of defense must be broken through as soon as possible, and we must quickly advance deeper into the mainland.

The Douluo Continent is vast and rich in resources. Once the abyssal creatures disperse, even the most ordinary abyssal creatures can easily hunt down ordinary humans. At that time, not only will more of these energies appear, but life energy will also be further devoured by the abyssal creatures, affecting the existence of the entire Douluo plane.

As the plane weakens, its suppression of abyssal creatures will also decrease. With this ebb and flow, devouring planets will become increasingly easier.

……

Guo Zhenfeng was raised with the family motto that when facing a strong enemy, one must fight bravely and lead from the front. As a general, one cannot be reckless, but even more so, one cannot retreat.

But the Douluo Continent is a peaceful world. Apart from military exercises, there are almost no opportunities for real combat. Only today, only at this moment, does he understand what a real bloody battle is.

His soul core surged with soul power under constant pressure, all of which was poured into the battlefield. The Northern Legion, being the weakest of the eight legions, had far too few strong warriors. The breaching of each defensive line had already caused the fall of most of the legion's elite. Seeing the overwhelming enemy still pressing in, this legion commander could only rely on his own raw courage to withstand everything before him.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

In his eyes, every abyssal creature he killed might delay these terrifying beings for even a second. The extent of his destruction seemed irrelevant now; he knew he couldn't escape today. In this situation, he simply hoped to do the best he could.

puff!

The Mountain-Shattering Axe cleaved the Baan in front of him into pieces. As the opponent turned into gray gas and rose into the air, a feeling of exhaustion finally appeared on this Title Douluo.

Even the strongest Title Douluo has limited sustained combat ability. They cannot fight indefinitely. This applies to everyone.

Just then, the bell rang again, sounding like a death knell.

Physical exhaustion slowed his mental reactions, and Guo Zhenfeng felt a vast emptiness before his eyes. Everything around him seemed to have become quiet, with only the melodious ringing of the bell echoing in his mind... (End of Chapter)