“I just hope he comes!”
“He may seem formidable now, but once he reaches Tianwu City, too far from the Abyssal Sea, his strength will be suppressed even further. The cultivators of Tianwu City might not be able to defeat the Lord of the Abyssal Sea, but defending the city will be effortless. Then, the Lord of the Abyssal Sea will shift his target to our Chiyun City. Once he arrives here, his strength will weaken even more! Holding him off will be easy, and we might even have a chance to turn the tables and slay him!”
“Exactly! Last time we fought, though we were at a disadvantage and our ambush failed, it was only because Emperor Feixue wasn’t present! The Lord of the Abyssal Sea brought with him a horde of Hunyuan Lifeforms, making it difficult for us to encircle and kill him without interference.”
“With Emperor Feixue here, those countless Hunyuan Lifeforms will be insignificant. We can focus entirely on the Lord of the Abyssal Sea. With all the cultivators in the city joining forces, we stand a real chance of slaying him!”
“This is our opportunity.”
“Seize the moment and strike him down!”
Inside Chiyun Hall, the cultivators buzzed with discussion.
If twenty or thirty cultivators encountered the Lord of the Abyssal Sea, it would be suicide! But with the entire city united, they had a fighting chance. Moreover, the Lord of the Abyssal Sea observed in the Magic Mirror was still absurdly powerful now, but by the time he reached Chiyun City, his strength would likely be reduced to a mere fraction—perhaps only ten or twenty percent!
Dongbo Xueying conversed with the nearby cultivators, primarily inquiring about their previous encounter with the Lord of the Abyssal Sea, while also carefully observing everything in the Magic Mirror.
“Once caught by the Lord of the Abyssal Sea, death is certain,” Dongbo Xueying thought, shaking his head inwardly.
No matter how strong their resolve or how fierce their fighting spirit, they were all crushed beneath the Lord of the Abyssal Sea’s foot like ants.
—
The Lord of the Abyssal Sea ran for two full days before arriving at Tianwu City. By then, his strength had drastically diminished, and his towering form had shrunk to a mere 1,800 li in height—a far cry from the terrifying size he had when he first left the Abyssal Sea.
Yet even at 1,800 li, he remained the most fearsome of all the imprisoned Hunyuan beings in the Sacred Realm.
“He’s here.”
“He’s reached Tianwu City.”
“Let’s hope the Lord of the Abyssal Sea hasn’t grown any stronger.”
The cultivators of Chiyun City watched intently as the Magic Mirror, now floating midair, displayed the unfolding battle. Though this was Tianwu City’s fight, it offered them a glimpse into the Lord of the Abyssal Sea’s current strength.
True, they had fought him before…
But that was during his last excursion. Unlike other imprisoned Hunyuan beings who frequently ventured out, the Lord of the Abyssal Sea only emerged after long intervals. Each time he did, he wreaked havoc across the Sacred Realm. Given the time that had passed, he might have unlocked deeper aspects of his bloodline, mastering even more formidable and sinister techniques.
Every increase in his strength made slaying him that much harder.
“So many Hunyuan Lifeforms,” Dongbo Xueying murmured, holding his breath as he watched the Magic Mirror.
Countless Hunyuan Lifeforms swarmed around Tianwu City, covering the ground and filling the skies in a suffocating siege.
The Lord of the Abyssal Sea commanded all Hunyuan Lifeforms in the Sacred Realm—even the other imprisoned beings obeyed his will.
—
**Tianwu City.**
The cultivators of Tianwu City stood in orderly formations, hovering in the air. The city walls shimmered with countless glowing runes, activating layer upon layer of defensive arrays. Overhead, hundreds of energy shields materialized, their overlapping hues painting the sky in dazzling colors.
“He’s here.”
“The Lord of the Abyssal Sea has arrived.”
The cultivators of Tianwu City gazed into the distance, utterly unfazed by the surrounding horde of Hunyuan Lifeforms. Though their numbers were staggering, Tianwu City’s defenses were formidable. Under the cultivators’ combined efforts, the attacks of ordinary Hunyuan Lifeforms stood no chance of breaching the city.
True, Tianwu City was the closest of the five cities to the Abyssal Sea—the most perilous, yet also the most opportune.
For the one who dealt the decisive blow against the Lord of the Abyssal Sea would earn the favor of the Sovereign.
Many powerful cultivators, aware of the differences between the five cities, had even chosen to reside in Tianwu City, seeking greater glory.
—
**”Huuuu—”**
Across the desolate wilderness, the towering 1,800-li giant charged forward, his wild hair whipping in the wind. Chains embedded deep within his flesh clattered with every step, each movement intensifying his agony. Even standing still brought pain, and running only worsened it.
This only fueled his rage.
“You want me to temper these weak insects? Fine. I’ll slaughter every last one of them,” the Lord of the Abyssal Sea growled. His colossal form dwarfed Tianwu City’s walls, which barely reached his ankles. Peering through the clouds, his eyes locked onto the cultivators below.
Instead of fear, they met his gaze with fervor.
“Hmph.” His killing intent swelled.
The surrounding Hunyuan Lifeforms bowed their heads in submission, while more continued to gather from all directions.
“Prepare to die, cultivators!” The Lord of the Abyssal Sea’s voice boomed like thunder, shaking the heavens as he raised his massive hands high.
His palms, wreathed in dark crimson flames, tore through the clouds, incinerating the very fabric of space and revealing the dense, chain-like runes that bound the Sacred Realm—a prison none of the exiled Hunyuan beings could escape.
His fingers sharpened into colossal blades, each etched with swirling runes, descending like meteoric swords upon Tianwu City’s layered shields.
*Sssshhhhk!*
The shields shattered one after another, half of them pierced in an instant. The cultivators’ faces paled.
“Damn it—he’s grown stronger!” Panic spread.
—
In the other four cities, cultivators watched the battle unfold through various means.
The moment the Lord of the Abyssal Sea struck Tianwu City’s defenses, gasps echoed through Chiyun Hall.
“His city-breaking techniques have improved,” Fengyun Yiye said gravely.
“He’s grown stronger again,” Wu Xiao added solemnly.
High-level Hunyuan Lifeforms gradually grew in power, from their initial awakening to full maturity. Breaking through to the next tier—World-Class—was as difficult as ascending from ordinary to high-level.
High-level Hunyuan Lifeforms were common in the vast expanse of the Hunyuan Space, but World-Class beings stood at the pinnacle. A cultivator who mastered a Source World could claim invincibility within it, unafraid even of the Sovereigns. Such was the might of a World-Class existence.
Though the Lord of the Abyssal Sea was formidable, his true strength lay in his noble bloodline. He was among the strongest of high-level Hunyuan Lifeforms, yet still far from perfection. Over time, he would unlock deeper aspects of his lineage, mastering new techniques. Progress was inevitable until he reached his zenith.
“This is bad.”
“Tianwu City won’t hold.”
The cultivators in Chiyun Hall exchanged uneasy glances.
Dongbo Xueying’s grip tightened as he watched the Magic Mirror. The Lord of the Abyssal Sea and his horde were on the verge of overwhelming Tianwu City’s defenses.
“They’re retreating.”
“It’s their only choice.”
“Let’s hope they survive.”
The cultivators of Chiyun Hall watched as Tianwu City’s defenders, realizing the Lord of the Abyssal Sea had grown even stronger, abandoned their assault and split into three groups to flee. With over three thousand cultivators, coordination was key. Each group was carefully selected to maintain near-equal combat effectiveness.
“Let’s go.”
“We’ll regroup at Chiyun City. With their cultivators and Emperor Feixue, we’ll have a real chance to kill the Lord of the Abyssal Sea once his strength weakens further.”
“Good luck, everyone.”
“Stay safe.”
The three groups moved swiftly, cutting through the swarms of Hunyuan Lifeforms like blades. Though the enemy numbers were vast, only so many could attack at once. The cultivators pressed forward, undeterred.
The Lord of the Abyssal Sea, now reduced to 1,800 li, was slower. The fleeing cultivators, moving in tight formations, outpaced him.
“Stop them! Block their path!” the Lord of the Abyssal Sea roared, commanding his forces.
“Faster! Move!” The cultivators pushed themselves to the limit. If caught without the city’s defenses, a single group of a thousand would be annihilated—especially with the Lord of the Abyssal Sea backed by his horde. Emperor Feixue’s absence was keenly felt. With him, the Lord’s threat would be halved, and even a single group could stand their ground.
But Emperor Feixue was far away in Chiyun City.
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