Douluo Continent: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue.

Chapter 824 "Naughty!"

Emperor Ling flew forward, wanting to reinforce the gate again, but as soon as he got close, he was hit head-on by a huge fist intent, which struck him directly in the chest!

The Spirit Emperor was directly transformed into his true form as an Abyss Spirit Dragon by this blow, changing from his original human form into a dragon shape approximately fifteen meters long.

He immediately activated his power and stared in shock at his dragon-shaped chest, where the bone armor formed from energy began to disintegrate, and even the other energies inside his chest emitted sounds of impending chaos.

This was a punch similar to striking an ox through a mountain, sending him flying backwards through a gate formed by nearly ten layers of space.

"Emperor Ling!"

The voice did not come from the Abyss Saint King, but from the other Abyss Spirit Dragons under the Spirit Emperor's command. The attack just now seemed to have carried a dissolving power, weakening the Spirit Emperor's spiritual energy and severing the communication channel between him and the Saint King.

"Bang—"

The Spirit Emperor crashed directly into a hundred-meter-long Spirit Dragon King, and together they were violently pushed back into the distance, crashing into the void.

"How are you?!" The Spirit Emperor snapped out of his daze and immediately looked behind him. He cherished his people very much, unlike other emperors and lords. Moreover, it was this Spirit Dragon King who had just enveloped the other man with his energy, helping him to dissipate and unload a large portion of the power.

"The gate formed by the energy of the ten layers of the abyss plane... the weakened fist force... I can't go on... Lord Spirit Emperor, please take back my power..." The abyss spirit dragon king said weakly, and then breathed his last.

"Damn it!" The Spirit Emperor swallowed the power of one of the three Abyss Dragon Kings with hatred in his heart. "I will definitely avenge you."

After absorbing the power of the Spirit Dragon King, he did not refine it all. Instead, he released a portion of it again, spreading it out until it enveloped almost all the other abyssal creatures in the area.

"Invincible Mist!"

A tear rolled down the corner of the Spirit Emperor's eye. He used the power of this Spirit Dragon King to unleash the greatest potential of his clan.

This ability is similar to berserk mode, causing the energy within the remaining abyssal creatures to boil, making them fearless and increasing both their attack and defense dramatically, especially their defense, which can be increased threefold.

He knew he needed to ensure his strength wasn't scattered, so he didn't use his own. He was determined to face the battle with all his might.

He stared intently and saw that in just one minute, the sound of the fist grew faster and heavier. The gate, created by burning the ten outermost abyss floors, now had countless cracks, like a spider web, extending outward from the very center.

At the critical moment, the Spirit Emperor, as the lord of the second layer of the abyss, calmed down. With just a glance, he made the other abyssal spirit dragons move and surround him. At the same time, he began to command the other abyssal creatures in battle.

This place is a special zone in the Abyss Plane. The so-called 108 layers of the Abyss are just the territories of each lord, while this place is an extra space opened up to hold floor ranking challenges.

With the help of the invincible mist, these abyssal creatures began to boil, their inner power burning fiercely. Perhaps because they were in their abyssal homeland, the boiling, which would normally last about thirty minutes, was extended and the effect was more pronounced.

The sound of fists at the spatial gate was as dense as a torrential downpour, growing stronger and stronger. It seemed that the fist intent that had just knocked away the Spirit Emperor and even killed a Spirit Dragon King was just a warm-up for the opponent.

The sound of fists suddenly came to a halt, the roaring noise stopping at that moment, but all the abyssal creatures watched that direction warily.

Nothing happened; it seemed like the guy who came looking for trouble suddenly left.

Just then, Emperor Ling suddenly roared, "Watch out for the spatial gate on the other side!"

The Spirit Emperor was referring to the connection between this challenge space and the Abyss Plane. He understood that the reason the other party stopped banging on the door was not because they had left, but because they had likely already entered this place. And this guy's goal was not them, but the Abyss Plane itself!

It could even be the deepest first layer of that abyss!

The other abyssal creatures present immediately went berserk, as did the Spirit Emperor. He couldn't care less about anything else; his opponent was meticulous, as if she knew the structure of the abyssal plane inside and out. In her eyes, killing these creatures was far less valuable than directly conquering the abyssal plane itself. Moreover, since she could sever the spatial passage, it meant she must have discovered that the Abyssal Saint King was not in the abyss!

Suddenly, a purplish-black, potent toxin appeared throughout the entire abyss space. It was a mist far more powerful than the Invincible Fog, and the abyss creatures were affected once again.

The so-called berserk state is caused by the boiling energy within the abyssal creatures, and this toxic mist seems to possess the property of devouring abyssal energy, forcibly calming them down.

"It's too late! Abyss Dragon, follow me!"

Led by the Spirit Emperor, the Abyss Dragons began their frenzied charge. They were able to do this because the spiritual power of the Dragon race could be superimposed, which allowed them to barely maintain a shred of sanity under the Spirit Emperor's guidance.

Emperor Ling had always appeared as the "Number One Strategist of the Abyss," always strategizing and calculating everything, even disregarding the occasional provocations of Emperor Zhi. But at this moment, he was like an enraged dragon, his small fifteen-meter body emitting a "soul-capturing" dragon roar, constantly stimulating the minds of his people.

They raced forward, sending one member of their tribe to each floor, then closing the passageway between the floors. Closing the door meant that the member was imprisoned, essentially a death sentence.

Because even the Spirit Emperor wasn't sure if the passageways between these floors could stop this guy, nor did he know which floor the guy was currently on. He could only pray that the guy wouldn't just tear open space to go straight to the deepest first floor.

The outer and even the middle floors of the abyss are no longer under consideration; he wants to protect the innermost thirty-six floors.

Before the Spirit Emperor himself arrived at the eleventh level, this was the territory of the Heavenly Bull Emperor, who was now the second strongest fighter in the Abyss Plane besides him, a quasi-god level, and the mount of the Abyss Saint King.

He wanted to awaken this reclusive old ox and fight the enemy together.

A deep abyss dragon opened the spatial passage, and then the Spirit Emperor was stunned. The eleventh floor was quiet, and some raindrops even fell.

The sound of dripping water descended from the sky and landed on the forehead of the Spirit Emperor's true form. He stretched out his dragon claw and touched it, finding it sticky.

Those weren't raindrops, but liquefied abyssal energy.

Golden flames suddenly appeared from high above their location, as if they had appeared out of thin air without any warning.

A bright figure emerged from the flames, but no creature could see her face clearly, for they dared not meet her gaze. She was like a blazing sun, or a deity descending upon the abyss.

The remaining spirit dragons retreated while turning their heads away, then unleashed energy attacks on each other based on their senses.

Due to the characteristics of the Abyss Plane, any creature that enters here will be affected by the rules and will be unable to use the abilities of its original world. They have used this characteristic to devour some smaller planes in the past.

However, at this moment, their attacks were strangely affected, as if the soul-guided rays they fired were distorted and then rapidly reversed direction.

The figure flicked its finger lightly, and the energy shock bounced back along the path it came from, piercing through the attacking abyssal dragon. There was even a huge thrust that sent it flying far away, turning it into ashes on the invisible wall of space.

"I told you to listen to me, you naughty children."

Hmm, it would be more meaningful to write about Qian Renxue's current dominance from the enemy's perspective.

Bonus chapter (3/10)