Douluo Continent: The Myriad Body of Truth and Falsehood

Chapter 82 The Abyss Saint

Gu Yue now completely trusts Bai Xu's boastful words. Having put aside her shock and truly submitted to the person in front of her, she suddenly found Bai Xu to be incredibly reliable.

Gu Yue cleared her mind and reported to Bai Xu: "Two months after the sea spirit beast zombie tide, the Federation Conference was held. Yun Ming and Qian Gu Dongfeng both attended and defined the zombies as an evil force, launching an operation to wipe out the remaining zombies."

"The Spirit Pagoda branches and Tang Sect subsidiaries in various locations are secretly investigating whether any zombies are hiding among the population. It's said that they've already discovered and captured human zombies alive. Should we..."

Gu Yue narrowed her eyes slightly. After spending a long time together, Bai Xu and she had developed a tacit understanding. He knew that Gu Yue was asking whether they should let the ferocious beasts kill these zombies.

Bai Xu shook his head: "No need, let them handle the interrogation. Now, let's go to Xingdou. I've reached level fifty, it's time to absorb the Qiluo Tulip."

"Yes"

A gray wind swept across the land, bringing with it a desolate scene. The whole world seemed gray, as if it were made of countless ashes.

The gray world stretched as far as the eye could see, devoid of stars and the sun, only endless gray. Beyond the gray, an even deeper gray emerged.

"Why is this happening!" A deep voice suddenly came from all directions, and the entire gray world became distorted, as if it had turned into a huge gray vortex.

The owner of the voice was furious, seemingly having suffered an inexplicable attack.

The Abyss Saint King sat on his throne, with crystal-clear white hair, a fair complexion, and handsome features. His black eyes had no whites, but were as deep as the abyss.

His fingers were long and slender, and he was covered in a black robe. The broad collar of his robe spread out to the sides, and a huge black cloak stretched behind him, yet it seemed to have no effect.

Unlike usual, the black cloak looked as if it had been struck, incredibly worn and riddled with holes of all sizes. The Abyss King beneath the throne trembled with fear, not daring to look directly at the Holy King's true face.

"Why!" The Abyss Saint Lord roared in fury again, seemingly fighting against some kind of being. As the ruler of the Abyss Plane, he was able to mobilize the power of the plane and wielded the super artifact, the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd, making him virtually invincible in his homeland.

But the next moment, the formless and intangible punishment struck down again, causing the Abyss Saint King's aura to plummet, and he collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood.

"The punishment of causality! It was that precognitive dream! Damn it!"

Having gleaned some information from the punishment, the Holy Emperor couldn't help but recall yesterday.

He had been keeping an eye on the Douluo plane from beginning to end, luring the Demon Emperor to use the Blood River God-Slaying Array and constantly digging into the Abyss Plane, attempting to descend upon Douluo in the body of the Demon Emperor.

But an unexpected event occurred yesterday. He suddenly felt drowsy and had a dream.

In his dream, he saw himself fighting against the Soul Guidance Mech Legion of Douluo Continent on the far north ice plains. The abyssal creatures under his command were extremely brave and were attacking the legion's defenses.

The next moment, the scene changes.

A deity named Wanye descended from the sky, and the sense of threat from biological instinct forced everyone to bow their heads, which did not surprise him.

Having witnessed the power of the God of Cause and Effect at such close range, the Abyss Saint King was quite certain that Wanye was a god even stronger than him, and that he cultivated the law of cause and effect, which he had never heard of before.

Since waking up from his dream yesterday, the Holy Lord had been thinking it over and over again, but still felt it was not a good idea. The risk of devouring Douluo was too great. The opponent's strength was unknown, and he was likely stronger than him, a first-level god. If he were to face him, he would probably be in grave danger.

Should we just retreat?

What kind of dream is this, a dream of all things, or a dream of prophecy?

The Abyss Saint Lord directly severed the dimensional portal, so how did the abyss creatures appear in the Douluo Continent?

Predicting dreams has become empty talk, and all industries have become a joke.

After a full day of deliberation, the Abyss Saint King decided it was feasible. There was no need to sacrifice the entire universe for a single planet. There were still too many planes in the universe waiting for him to devour. Although he could advance to God King after devouring Douluo, it seemed the price was too high, and there was a risk of failing at the last hurdle.

So

Just now, the Abyss Saint King used the power of the plane to prepare to sever the plane passage between the Abyss and Douluo.

Just as Tian Sheng Lie Yuan was about to strike, an invisible and formless punishment suddenly descended upon him, leaving him wounded all over. It seemed that some inexplicable causal force was preventing the abyss from leaving.

"How is that possible? Does having a precognitive dream mean it has to come true?"

The Abyss Saint King was enraged, which led to the scene just now. He raised his hand again and received another punishment, severely injuring his body. Only then did he stop, panting and staring at the sky.

He gritted his teeth and said, "The law of cause and effect! The law of cause and effect! Is that deity a god-king? How could he possess such divine power, sending down precognitive dreams in advance? Anyone who tries to defy the reality within the dream will be punished by the law of cause and effect!"

The Abyss Saint King had never seen such power before. The first time might not have been a big problem, but the second time it directly injured him severely. If it happened again, he might be completely annihilated!

He was about to die without even seeing Wanye's face. What kind of power is this?

This whole play seemed to have been set up, and all the key characters in the dream had to perform, otherwise they would be breaking the rules and would be punished with death on the spot.

Unless someone can defy the punishment of the laws of nature and alter reality, it is impossible to defeat this future god.

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The Abyss Saint King climbed back onto his throne, pondering for a long time, but still had no effective solution. Thinking of this, he glanced at the Abyss King below and commanded, "Speed ​​up the contact with Douluo and get the Demon Emperor here as soon as possible!"

"No matter the cost, and regardless of whether I can descend with the strength of a second-level god, I need to devour the entire Douluo Continent as soon as possible."

The Demon Emperor used the Holy Monarch's help to break through to level 100, but in reality, he had already been used as a vessel. The level 100 Demon Emperor could barely withstand the power of the Abyss Holy Monarch, a second-level deity, but now...

There's no time left to play house with Douluo Continent!

The higher one's cultivation level, the more oppressive the myriad deities in the dream become—a fear stemming from one's biological instincts!

Since there's no escaping it, becoming stronger is now the most urgent thing to do!

Only by devouring Douluo, achieving the God Realm, and becoming a God King, will he, the Abyss Saint King, have even the slightest chance.

"Yes," the abyssal creature trembled slightly, sensing the Holy Lord's anger, and slowly retreated.

Only after all the abyssal creatures had retreated did the deathly gray aura beneath the throne slowly rise into the air, gradually enveloping the Abyssal Saint. The two punishments had severely injured him, and he needed to recuperate to ensure he was in peak condition for the final battle.

"Should we inform her?"

At this moment, the Abyss Saint King thought of a woman, and the image of that woman gradually appeared in the depths of his mind.

The Crimson Mother is the mother of the Abyss Saint King. She is a tall, beautiful woman with dark red hair. She possesses god-king level destructive power, carries a crimson scepter and a moon blade, controls the power of the abyss, and her eyes hold the stars of the universe.

She gave birth to the Abyss Saint King in the form of a mother, controlled the Crimson Plane, and created all things.

"If it were her."

That's all for today, the relatives have all left. I'll try to update more frequently starting tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)