Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Amidst countless solemn gazes, a figure crossed the boundary between two worlds. Upon seeing that figure, everyone's pupils widened, as if they had witnessed something utterly astonishing. They had seen humanoid abyssal creatures before, even the Black Emperor clan who resembled human women, but they never imagined that there would be a being among the abyssal creatures so similar to a human.

He was dressed in a long blue robe and had an appearance exactly like a human man. He even had a scholarly air about him, giving people a very refined feeling.

However, those eyes held a depth and greed as profound as an abyss.

His gaze fell on the opposite side, as if he had sensed the spying eyes in the shadows. He snorted coldly, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying mental power erupted, directly sweeping across the entire battlefield. The space of the entire battlefield seemed to freeze instantly. The Title Douluos flying in the air instantly felt unsteady. After regaining their footing, the sudden situation made everyone extremely vigilant.

Moon removed the damaged soul-guided detector from his head, his eyes filled with undisguised surprise. "His spiritual power has exceeded the limit of the Spirit Realm."

god!
The legendary Divine Origin Realm!
"Spiritual Emperor!"

According to the intelligence report.

Aside from the Abyss Saint King, only the King of the Abyss Dragon Clan—the Spirit Emperor—possesses such powerful spiritual energy.

As for why it wasn't the Abyss Saint King?
Mu En felt he could still fight, and still had the strength to put up a fight. He felt that his opponent did not give him the same transcendent feeling that Huo Yutong possessed, as if he were above a world of his own.

"Who cares what it is!" Kong Deming's voice was transmitted to everyone's ears through soul power.

"Smash the big thing over there!"

Several level-nine soul masters quickly carried two large boxes over, or rather, they were guarding them, which aroused everyone's curiosity about what important items were inside. In the blink of an eye, the boxes were opened, revealing a terrifying creation that embodied human wisdom: a fixed soul-guided cannon shell with a diameter of nearly two meters, which gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

"Stars." Ye Yulin ascended into the air.

The sun's brilliance was instantly obscured by the countless stars.

The two fixed-mount soul-guided cannon shells transformed into starlight and rose into the sky.

Emperor Ling was puzzled.

Is this weak creature trying to attack him?
"Fall!" Ye Yulin shouted, and in an instant, billions of starlight fell like meteorites, crashing towards the spatial rift from which the Spirit Emperor and new creatures were constantly emerging.

"Mere ants." Emperor Ling dismissed this, raising his hand to launch a terrifying mental attack.

Although he was not a complete god, even if he had only partially reached the level of a god, there was already an insurmountable chasm between him and these weak creatures.

Suddenly, a terrifying sense of crisis instantly stimulated the Spirit Emperor's senses—if he took this attack head-on, he might die!

"Boom boom——"

Two deafening roars echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

First, a blinding white light tore through the heavens and earth. The light, a thousand times brighter than the midday sun, instantly engulfed everyone's vision. Even the spiritual power of those at the Spirit Realm level was stunned by the violent aura. The ground seemed to be gripped tightly by a giant hand, arching upwards and then slamming down. In the shockwave, rubble and dust transformed into whistling blades, sweeping away everything around them.

"Silver Moon Divine Light Shield!"

The silver moonlight appeared just in time, protecting everyone from the terrifying shockwave.

In the blink of an eye, a mushroom-shaped black cloud rose from the epicenter, and scorching heat waves shot straight into the sky. Wherever it passed, even the air distorted and boiled in the high temperature, leaving behind a charred and completely destroyed landscape.

"This is--"

What a devastating scene!

Even through the protective barrier, many Title Douluos could feel their insignificance in the face of that terrifying mushroom cloud.

If they were in the center of that explosion, no matter what methods they used, they would probably vaporize in the blink of an eye!

What is this!
"Level 10 fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell?" Mu En looked at Kong Deming.

"Of course!" Kong Deming nodded proudly.

The Level 10 fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell, since His Majesty's order, this product representing the pinnacle of soul-guided technology has already undergone various secret tests and has met the requirements for a finished product.

"Its power has definitely reached the level of a god."

Kong Deming’s proud voice rang out, “Apart from His Majesty and the two empresses, there is absolutely no creature in this world that could withstand its attack head-on at the epicenter of the explosion.”

It's just that their current frontline is several kilometers away from the spatial rift; otherwise, even he wouldn't have been able to block the aftershocks of this attack so easily.

at this time.

A surge of rage-filled mental energy emanated from the source.

"Damn it!" A terrifying mental shockwave swept away the smoke and dust from the explosion, revealing a massive crater where the soil had been vaporized by the intense heat. From within the charred crater, more than twenty figures slowly rose into the air.

Kong Deming exclaimed in surprise, "He's still alive?!"

More than twenty Abyss Lords, even the weakest of whom had reached the level of a Super Douluo, their terrifying number startled many human powerhouses. But what surprised them most were the two figures blocking the way for the Abyss Lords. This was also the reason why so many Abyss Lords had survived this terrifying explosion. One of them was a humanoid figure completely encased in blue-purple armor, terrifying energy swirling around him, also radiating a blue-purple aura. With each breath, his energy was chaotic, clearly indicating that he was almost exhausted.

The other figure was three meters tall, with its enormous head taking up a third of its body. It had wings on its back, but its entire body looked like a huge piece of charcoal, especially its pair of huge claws.

“God-level!” Jing Hongchen’s expression turned solemn.

As level 10 Soul Masters who personally participated in the development of level 10 fixed-position Soul Guidance Shells, they, apart from An Zhen, are the ones who know the power of level 10 fixed-position Soul Guidance Shells the most.

Only a god-level being can withstand such a god-level attack.

"The Demon Emperor, who possesses a god-level physical body, and the Fiery Emperor, who possesses god-level energy."

In addition, there is the Spirit Emperor, who possesses god-level spiritual power.

"Hiss~" Jing Hongchen gasped.

Is the Abyss Plane preparing for its final battle?

Fortunately, those two level-ten fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells did indeed work, at least causing the Demon Emperor and the Fierce Emperor to lose a lot of combat power.

"kill!"

Moon let out a loud shout.

Kill him while he's sick.

The Demon Emperor and the Fierce Emperor have already begun absorbing abyssal energy to restore themselves.

He could sense that among these Abyss Lords, there were two whose strength surpassed his normal level. These must be two Abyss Emperors ranked in the top ten, possessing quasi-god strength. However, if the Demon Emperor and the Blazing Emperor were to recover, their situation would only worsen.

The true form of the Holy Dragon of Light!

The war is about to start.

The Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda stands on the earth.

The Taotie roared, and the Holy Dragon of Light unleashed its full power, charging towards the already severely injured Demon Emperor and Lie Emperor. Stars, the moon, and the sun rose into the sky, and the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield activated at full force.

The silver humanoid Gundam unleashed the war attributes of its soul-guided technology, its terrifying thrust amplifying the soul-guided giant sword that spewed forth soul power, slamming heavily into one Abyss Lord. Meanwhile, its massive metal fist slammed into another attacking Abyss Lord. A crisp phoenix cry, carrying the intent of blazing sword flames, accompanied the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon's breath, a symbol of destruction.

This was a war worthy of being recorded in history.

As the residual force of the level-ten fixed-position soul-guided cannonball dissipated, countless abyssal creatures poured out from the spatial rifts. Such a large number of abyssal lords couldn't possibly have attacked without any troops. In the eyes of the Abyssal Saints, they were disposable expendable resources, and in their eyes, these abyssal creatures were the same. However, the first wave of abyssal creatures that had accompanied them had been instantly vaporized in the explosion of the level-ten fixed-position soul-guided cannonball.

On the battlefield, various energy fluctuations emerged, mixed with all sorts of radical emotions.

however.

As time went on, however, the human side gradually showed signs of decline.

The difference in combat power between the top-tier experts on both sides is too great.

In this battle, the Abyss Plane directly deployed five quasi-gods, over a dozen Limit Douluos, and some Super Douluos. Many of these Limit Douluos possessed demigod-level combat power, and this only includes those at the Abyss Lord level, not counting the clansmen brought by the powerful Abyss Emperors. At the high-end combat power level, almost every Limit Douluo on the human side had to contend with two enemies of the same level.

Every minute, every second, countless humans and creatures from the abyss die.

With the defeat of one of humanity's top combatants, the crisis has intensified further.

"Thud—" That was the sound of sharp claws piercing flesh. Amidst Mu En's pained expression, a scythe-like claw pierced Xuan Zi's heart, drawing out fragments of scarlet internal organs. It was a creature resembling an abyssal scythe, but its claws were a strange bright yellow. Its aura, comparable to that of a quasi-god, already revealed its identity—the Scythe Emperor, one of the abyssal emperors.

However, Xuanzi's face, which was covered in bloody marks as if it had been scratched by some sharp claws, revealed a triumphant smile in addition to the pain. His hoarse voice carried a hint of madness, "Little bug, I've caught you!"

"boom--"

The aura of the dark yellow suddenly erupted with a terrifying suction force, disrupting the spatial fluctuations nearby. Sensing the danger, the Scythe Emperor tried to escape, but it was too late.

"Monster! May you perish with me!"

At this moment, Xuanzi unhesitatingly sacrificed his life, igniting the Taotie bloodline within his martial soul. In this instant, he completed the journey that the Earth Dragon Golden Melon had only half-finished, transforming into a pure-blooded Taotie. Dark yellow scales clung to his skin, and the heavy laws of the earth spontaneously emerged from his bloodline. In the blink of an eye, Xuanzi's body disintegrated, transforming into a dark yellow black hole that had already swallowed half of the Scythe Emperor's body, its terrifying sharpness constantly pulling at the surrounding creatures.

"Roar!" The Holy Dragon of Light let out a sorrowful roar. Instantly, immense sorrow transformed into overwhelming rage, and with a near-life-for-life fighting style, terrifying attacks rained down, fiercely striking the Fierce Emperor and an Abyss Lord comparable to a demigod. In the blink of an eye, the brilliant light grew even brighter, and the overwhelming dragon's might became even more terrifying, each breath as if a true dragon had come to life.

However, the price paid for this was the visible loss of life force within the Holy Dragon of Light.

"Elder Xuan!" A phoenix of light cried out in anguish. The next second, its radiant aura surged, as if it were determined to perish together with its enemy, charging towards the abyss lord it had just fought. Amidst the clear phoenix cry, the auras of both continued to dissipate.

In an instant, many Title Douluos who had already gone mad with killing followed suit, sacrificing their own life force to squeeze out the last bit of power from their martial souls, breaking through the bottlenecks that had once bound them, and writing the most glorious moment of their lives in their final moments.

As if guided by an invisible hand, they arrived in another realm, feeling better than ever before, as if divinely aided. Above, thunderclouds, already formed, continuously cleaved the abyssal energy surging from spatial rifts and churning in all directions, drawing in more and more world consciousnesses to this place.

"Old Kong."

Mu En's soul power transmission pierced through the sounds of battle and rang in Kong Deming's mind, who was fighting two Abyss Lords comparable to Limit Douluo: "Many of your soul masters are not good at close combat. Retreat and use Dragon City's defenses to hold them off at mid-range. We will try our best to take as many powerful enemies down with us to buy you as much time as possible. You must hold on until reinforcements arrive!"

As abyssal creatures poured out of the spatial rifts in droves, and more and more of the human warriors fell, the front lines looked on the verge of collapse. A resolute glint flashed in Mu En's eyes. They had now exhausted the advantage gained from those two level-ten fixed-position soul-guided cannons! Breakout! At the very least, they needed their high-level soul masters to lead the support-type soul masters out! Only by utilizing the war fortresses they had previously built in Dragon City would they have a better chance of seeing the dawn of victory!
Just then, a voice suddenly rang in Moon's ears, instantly calming his anxious heart.

"Teacher, leave the rest to me."

In an instant, the world suddenly fell silent.

The surging and rolling energy of the abyss, the roaring thunderclouds above the nine heavens, the howls of the abyssal creatures, the roars of the human warriors—all sounds seemed to disappear at this moment, as if the rushing river of time had stopped in this space.

A clear, cold voice echoed through the heavens and earth, "This time, that Abyss Saint King is quite sincere."

A figure suddenly appeared in the void, its aura surpassing that of the entire world.

Emperor Ling's heart was roaring.

He watched helplessly as his body was frozen in place, his energy seemingly dormant, showing no reaction whatsoever. His god-like mental strength was now as powerless as an infant's, like a puppet unable to move an inch.

Anzhen raised her hand, allowing the humans to move freely.

"Since I emerged from seclusion," Anzhen's gaze swept across the battlefield stained with human blood and severed limbs, settling on the numerous human warriors, filled with approval and感慨, "I have witnessed every battle you have fought against the abyssal creatures." (End of Chapter)