Douluo Continent: Targeted Thoughts, Winning Over Bibi Dong at the Start

Chapter 200 The Abyss Saint King Falls, the Abyss Plane Destroyed

The Abyss Saint's pupils suddenly contracted.

His full-force attack, combined with the full-force attack of the divine artifact Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd, was actually caught by the opponent with just one hand? Moreover, judging from the opponent's expression, it seemed that this attack was not even a warm-up for him.

These two words struck the Abyss Saint King's pride like a heavy hammer. He had roamed the universe for hundreds of thousands of years and devoured countless planes. He had never suffered such humiliation.

"You're courting death!" The Abyss Saint Lord roared furiously, drawing back the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd, his divine power surging wildly like boiling magma.

His black robe fluttered under the surge of divine power, and the panoramic view of the 108 layers of abyss on the robe lit up at the same time, with each layer shooting out a purplish-black light that flowed into the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd.

The wailing of the wronged souls on the halberd suddenly became sharp and piercing, and countless twisted faces emerged from the purplish-black mist. These were the remnants of souls imprisoned in the halberd after being killed by the Abyss Saint King.

He charged towards Qin Heng recklessly, the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd transforming into a purplish-black storm in his hand, each strike containing the purest laws of destruction from the abyss plane.

The halberd's blade tore through space, severing the laws of nature, and with terrifying power enough to destroy a small asteroid, attacked Qin Heng from all directions.

The Abyss Saint King's attack was unrestrained; he poured all his combat experience accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years into this fierce offensive. His halberd techniques were sharp and ruthless, with each strike aimed directly at a vital point.

But Qin Heng remained standing in place, not moving an inch.

He raised his hands, his movements still unhurried. Faced with the Abyss Saint King's storm of attacks, his response was shockingly simple: he merely flicked his fingers, patted his palms, and blocked with the back of his hands.

Every movement was effortless, every parry perfectly timed. He easily neutralized all attacks from the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd, as if an adult were playing with a child wielding a toy sword.

The Abyss Saint King grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. He had pushed his attacks to their limits, and each swing of the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd was enough to kill a second-level god. Yet, the gray-robed youth before him hadn't even lost his breath.

What terrified him even more was that Qin Heng never released any divine power, never displayed any pressure, and never even changed his expression. He still had that ambiguous smile, as if he were watching a boring performance.

"Impossible—this is impossible!" the Abyss Saint King roared madly in his heart.

He is a first-level god, and with the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd, his combat power is close to that of a half-step god-king. Even if he were to face a true god-king, it would be impossible for him not to be able to break through the opponent's defense.

Unless... unless the person in front of us has reached the level of a God-King.

While casually parrying the Abyss Saint's attacks, Qin Heng yawned nonchalantly.

This yawn, in the eyes of the Abyss Saint King, was more glaring than any mockery.

"After fighting for so long, it's my turn, isn't it?" Qin Heng had barely finished speaking when a halberd appeared in his right hand.

It was a long, dark red halberd with a slender shaft and an arc-shaped blade, resembling a crescent moon. The blade was covered with fine, blood-red patterns that seemed to flow slowly as if they were alive, emanating a chilling aura of slaughter.

The moment the Abyss Saint King saw the Asura Purgatory Halberd, an unprecedented fear surged from the depths of his soul.

The Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd trembled violently in his hand, and the wailing of the wronged souls on the halberd turned into terrified screams. This super artifact, which had devoured countless lives, was actually afraid in front of the Asura Purgatory Halberd.

Qin Heng gave the Abyss Saint King no time to react. He raised his hand and swung his halberd, the movement as simple as a casual flick of the wrist.

But this simple wave of the hand caused the entire world to change color.

The blade of the Asura Purgatory Halberd drew a dark red arc. Wherever the arc passed, space was not torn apart, but directly annihilated. It was not just a crack that appeared, but the entire space was wiped out, revealing an absolute void.

In that instant, the sky over the wasteland was dyed dark red, and countless phantoms of Asura demons appeared in the red clouds, letting out deafening roars.

The Abyss Saint Lord used all his strength to raise the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd to block. He poured all the primal power of the 108th layer of the Abyss Plane into the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd, and the purplish-black light on the halberd surged to its limit, forming a huge purplish-black light shield.

The arc of light from the Asura Purgatory Halberd struck the light shield.

"Crack!" The light shield shattered instantly, as if made of paper.

The arc of light, still powerful, slammed into the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd.

The Abyss Saint King felt an indescribable, terrifying power emanating from the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd. That power surged into his body through his arm, causing his divine power, his laws, and his soul to churn violently.

He was sent flying backward, crashing through countless mountains and carving a massive ravine dozens of miles long into the ground.

Finally, he crashed heavily into the mountainside, embedding himself deep within the mountain and sending up a cloud of rocks and dust.

The Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd flew out of his hand, twirled several times in the air, and stuck into the ground thousands of meters away.

The purplish-black mist on the halberd had dimmed to an extreme degree, and the wails of the wronged souls had become extremely weak. This super artifact had actually been severely damaged by the attack of the Asura Purgatory Halberd.

Qin Heng leisurely flew towards the direction where the Abyss Saint King had fallen: "Hey, are you still alive?"

The Abyss Saint King struggled to climb out of the mountain.

His appearance was extremely miserable. His left arm was twisted at a strange angle, obviously broken in the impact just now. Although his right arm could still move, the tiger's mouth was split open, and purplish-black divine blood dripped down his fingers one drop at a time.

But the most shocking thing was the wound on his chest.

Although the arc of the Asura Purgatory Halberd was partially blocked by the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd, the aftershock still left a huge wound on his chest, running diagonally from his left shoulder to his right rib.

The flesh around the wound was a strange dark red, a sign of the erosion of the Judgment Law. Qin Heng's chaotic divine power was seeping into the Abyss Saint King's body along the wound, disintegrating his divine body inch by inch.

The Abyss Saint King desperately mobilized the power of the Abyss Origin to resist, but the Abyss Origin was like ice and snow encountering magma in the face of the Chaos God Power, retreating step by step.

He looked up at the gray-robed youth carrying the Asura Purgatory Halberd, who was slowly flying over, and for the first time, true fear appeared in his purple eyes.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the Abyss Saint King had never experienced such a feeling. He had devoured countless planes and slain countless powerful beings. He thought he had reached the pinnacle of the universe and that no one, except for the high and mighty God-Kings of the God Realm, could threaten him.

But now, a young man who looks to be no more than twenty years old has defeated him, who is close to being a half-step God King, with just one halberd strike, making him look like a stray dog.

"You are the God King!" The Abyss Saint King's voice was hoarse and trembling, each word seeming to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

"You just realized?" Qin Heng stopped ten meters in front of the Abyss Saint King, casually slung the Asura Purgatory Halberd over his shoulder, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"How is this possible!" The Abyss Saint King's voice suddenly rose, carrying a near-hysterical despair. "Wasn't the God Realm already gone? How could you still be here?!"

The disappearance of the God Realm is the fundamental reason why the Abyss Saint King dared to invade Douluo Continent. Douluo Continent lost the protection of the gods and became a piece of fat meat waiting to be slaughtered.

It was precisely because he was certain of this that he dared to launch a large-scale invasion and act recklessly on the Douluo Continent.

But now, a living god-king stood before him.

"Did I ever say I was the God-King of the God Realm?" Qin Heng tilted his head, a hint of amusement in his voice.

The Abyss Saint King was stunned. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but no sound came out of his throat.

Qin Heng's words were like a lightning bolt, cleaving through the fog in his mind. Yes, who says a God-King has to be a God-King from the God Realm? The universe is vast and boundless, and the God Realm is just one of the forces within it.

The gray-robed youth in front of them never mentioned that he came from the realm of gods.

The Abyss Saint King fell silent. He had painstakingly planned and prepared for thousands of years to open the passage to Douluo Continent, thinking he was hunting a juicy prey, but instead he had stumbled upon a sleeping dragon.

What is this? What is this?!

He, the Abyss Saint, roamed the universe for hundreds of thousands of years, devouring countless planes, but in the end, he sent himself to his death.

The Abyss Saint King could no longer hold back.

His face began to contort, and his purple eyes churned with a complex mix of emotions: fear, anger, resentment, and...

Despair ultimately transformed into a fierce killing intent.

He knew he couldn't leave alive today. A god-king level being was someone he couldn't contend with or escape from. But even if he died, he wouldn't let this guy get away with it!

"You want to kill me?" The Abyss Saint's voice suddenly became calm, eerily so. "Then let's die together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly erupted with a dazzling purplish-black light.

The abyssal primordial power within the Abyssal Saint King surged wildly like boiling magma, his divine body began to expand, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of his skin, from which dazzling purple light shone.

A destructive aura emanated from his body, causing the entire mountain range to tremble violently. Rocks on the mountain walls crumbled away, and deep, bottomless cracks appeared in the ground.

Clearly, the Abyss Saint King was about to detonate the Abyss Origin within his body.

Seeing this, Qin Heng smiled slightly, raised his left hand, and gently pressed down.

That hand had no divine power or light, no energy fluctuations; it was just an ordinary palm.

But as he pressed down with his palm, an invisible force descended from the sky, as if the entire sky had collapsed.

The blinding purplish-black light on the Abyss Saint King's body was suppressed the moment it came into contact with that power. His swollen body was forcibly compressed back to its original shape, the cracks on his skin were forcibly healed by an even stronger force, and the boiling abyssal essence within his body was also forcibly suppressed.

"You don't even have the right to self-destruct in front of me."

Qin Heng's voice was calm and even, but to the Abyss Saint King, it was colder than the cold wind from the deepest part of the Abyss Plane.

The Abyss Saint King's eyes widened, his purple pupils filled with despair.

He wanted to say something, but before he could even open his mouth, the power of chaos swept over him from all directions.

His divine body shattered inch by inch under the crushing force of the chaotic divine power, first his skin, then his flesh, then his bones, and finally his soul.

From the outside in, from the body to the soul, in the span of a single breath, it was crushed into dust and vanished into nothingness.

Where the Abyss Saint King vanished, only his supreme artifact, the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd, remained.

After the Abyss Saint King fell, this divine weapon lost its master, and the purplish-black mist on the halberd completely dissipated, revealing its true form.

It was a long halberd that was entirely black, with ancient runes from the abyss dimension engraved on its body and fine serrations covering its blade.

Qin Heng casually put the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd into his storage space, then turned around and looked towards the Douluo Continent.

Although the Abyss Saint King is dead, the invasion of the Abyss Plane is not over yet.

Abyssal creatures continued to emerge from those abyssal passages, the seven Abyssal Emperors were still besieging the Snow Emperor, and the Spirit Emperor was still on his way to the Demon Forest. He needed to clean up these messes all at once.

With a thought, Qin Heng's divine sense spread out like an invisible tide, instantly covering the entire Douluo Continent.

In his divine perception, every abyss passage, every abyss creature, and every wisp of abyss mist on the Douluo Continent was clearly visible, as invisible as fireflies in the night.

He raised his right hand, and chaotic divine power surged from his body like a vast ocean, condensing into countless gray arrows in the sky.

The arrows hovered densely in mid-air, their arrowheads pointing to every corner of the Douluo Continent, each arrow locked onto an abyssal creature.

"Fall," Qin Heng uttered softly.

Countless gray arrows fell simultaneously, as if divine punishment was descending from the heavens.

They accurately struck every abyssal creature, whether it was an abyssal demon charging forward, an abyssal lord battling a soul master, an abyssal assassin lurking in the shadows, or an abyssal emperor besieging the Snow Empress.

The gray arrows pierced their bodies, and chaotic divine power erupted within them, completely erasing their existence from its very source.

除。

The Snow Emperor, who was engaged in a fierce battle with seven Abyss Emperors in the sky above Mingdu, suddenly found that all of her opponents were frozen in mid-air.

The flames on Emperor Lie's body went out, Emperor Mo's rocky body began to crumble, Emperor Lian's four bone scythes shattered inch by inch, the runes in Emperor Zhi's eyes stopped flowing, Emperor Hua's charming smile froze on his face, Emperor Feng's blade-like body began to rust, and Emperor Hei's shadow body dissipated in the light.

In the next instant, the seven Abyss Emperors turned to ashes simultaneously, without even having time to utter a scream.

While the Spirit Emperor was en route to the Demon Forest, he suddenly felt an irresistible force surging from all directions.

He wanted to resist, to escape, but his body was no longer under his control.

A gray arrow pierced his head, and the power of chaos surged into his body like a flood bursting its banks, crushing his divine body, his soul, and everything about him.

This abyssal spirit dragon, at the level of a second-tier god, was as fragile as an ant before Qin Heng's chaotic arrows.

In just a few breaths, all the abyssal creatures on the Douluo Continent were completely wiped out.

The purplish-black mist surging from the abyssal passages quickly dissipated under the purification of the chaotic divine power, revealing the long-lost blue sky.

The more than thirty abyssal passages were like wounds cracked open in the earth, but no more abyssal creatures emerged from them; only empty darkness remained.