Douluo Dragon King: I am the Holy Lord of the Abyss, the King of Eternal Night

Chapter 656 Ghost Emperor: Hey! Chief Dong, I am the Ghost Emperor, let me through!

"Why does that sound so familiar?"

Hearing his master's words, Long Yue couldn't help but scratch his head.

He remembered hearing those words from his master before…

Seeing the strange look his apprentice was giving him, Enci coughed twice and said:

"Jiang Xiu's ability to defeat our Star Luo Empire single-handedly back then is enough to prove his strength. Moreover, since he came to the Abyss front, when has the Federation Legion not achieved a great victory?"

As she spoke, a look of amazement flashed in Enci's eyes.

He had never seen such a monstrous talent as Jiang Xiu, whose combat strength was beyond the norm and whose strategic planning was second to none.

"This child might become a legendary figure like Huo Yuhao and Tang San, the Sea God, in the future..."

Enci sighed inwardly.

"Too……"

Upon hearing his master's words and recalling the beating Jiang Xiu had inflicted on him in the Star Luo Empire, Long Yue nodded thoughtfully.

Since his master chose to believe, he also chose to believe!

"Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, a violent roar resounded in the sky once again. As the Abyss Saint King's gigantic hand collided with the lightning pool above, which resembled divine punishment, a hideous gash appeared in the sky!

Countless dark purple lightning bolts spread within, and a terrifying energy storm swept outwards in a raging torrent. The two distinctly different lights, dark purple and scarlet, clashed and tore apart the surrounding space, causing the heavens and earth to shake violently!

Even a Super Douluo would be instantly annihilated by this terrifying aftershock!

But as more and more dark clouds containing the power of the Douluo plane gathered in the sky, the terrifying purple-black lightning struck down even more fiercely.

"Indeed, this is the plane that I, the Holy Ruler, have chosen. It was worth waiting for over six thousand years."

Seeing his giant hand, which he had conjured, being obliterated by countless bolts of lightning, the Abyss Saint King was not angry but rather pleased.

He knew that although the power of heaven and earth in the Douluo plane had been being dissolved by their Abyss Army for the past six thousand years, its origin had not been damaged. This was the effect he had always wanted.

"Boom! Boom!"

Countless bolts of lightning, like giant pythons swallowing the sky, intertwined and transformed into a terrifying pool of lightning, crashing down upon the giant hand.

"Soon this plane will be mine!"

The Abyss Saint King's terrifying divine sense glanced once more at this vibrant plane, then in a flash, a powerful energy burst forth from his giant palm, exploding in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the terrifying Thunder Pool completely covered the space.

"Takashi!"

Wherever the Thunder Pool passes, everything turns to nothingness!

On the ground, the various legions of the Federation and the powerful figures from various families watched this scene in shock, their eyes filled with the joy of surviving a calamity, as well as a strange sense of security.

The power of heaven and earth in the Douluo plane still exists, which means they can continue to fight against the Abyss plane.

Once the Seed of Life has absorbed enough vitality and essence, god-level powerhouses will continue to emerge in their Douluo plane!

Inside the central command battalion of the Federal Legion, Dong Zian's stern expression did not ease; in fact, a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.

Wang Jie, who was standing nearby, keenly observed Dong Zi'an's worry and couldn't help but speak up:

"Chief, the Abyss Saint King has now been forced back by the power of heaven and earth in the Douluo Plane, and we can continue to guard the front line of the Abyss Passage. Why are you still frowning?"

Dong Zian shook his head slightly and said, "The Abyss Saint King has never taken the initiative to make a move in the past six thousand years. His move this time is probably not that simple. This doesn't seem like an ordinary test, but more like a..."

The final declaration before the decisive battle!

Wang Jie was taken aback upon hearing this and asked, extremely puzzled:

"Chief, as you just saw, the power of heaven and earth in the Douluo plane is still there. There's no way the Abyss Saint King could cross over here. Surely no one would willingly lead the Abyss Saint King in, would they?"

Upon hearing this, Dong Zian's gaze sharpened slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"Wang Jie, haven't you noticed that the Holy Spirit Cult has been too peaceful lately?"

Wang Jie's expression stiffened, as if he realized something, and he said in disbelief, "Chief, you mean...?"

"Let's put that aside for now and go arrange for the soldiers to return to the front lines to prevent the Abyss army from taking advantage of the situation."

Dong Zian waved his hand and gave the order.

"yes!"

Wang Jie nodded immediately, said "yes," and then headed out of the command camp.

Dong Zian's gaze pierced through the silver-white metal barrier of the command camp, looking at the still-unhealed, hideous cracks in the space above, and his eyes darkened further.

Only after the giant hand completely disappeared did the vast expanse of dark clouds in the sky slowly disperse...

But in a corner unnoticed by anyone, a seed covered in scarlet blood-red veins had fallen onto an inconspicuous patch of ground. This seed seemed to be covered by a hazy veil, subtly isolating it from everything around it…

At the core of the Abyss Plane.

The Abyss Saint King sat high on his throne, slowly raising his palm, which bore numerous dark marks, clearly indicating that he had been injured by lightning.

But soon, with a flash of crimson light in the Abyss Saint King's eyes, the wounds on his palms vanished instantly.

The hand he had just used was a manifestation of the essence of a dead abyssal creature. As for the injuries on it, they were merely injuries to his original body caused by the laws of heaven and earth in the Douluo plane returning to their source.

But this also fueled the Abyss Saint's greed even more.

"Such vitality, such a tangible plane of existence, should belong to this Holy Ruler!"

With a whisper, the Abyss Saint King no longer concealed his ambition.

Now he is just waiting for the Holy Spirit Cult to set up the Blood River God-Slaying Array in the Abyss Passage before he can launch a full-scale attack.

Facing a Douluo plane devoid of gods, the advantage lies with him!

Thinking of this, the Abyss Saint King couldn't help but open his arms.

"It's so vibrant; the sight of everything flourishing is still vivid in my mind!"

He couldn't imagine any possibility of losing.

Moreover, during this probing, he also left something of his within the Douluo plane...

……

late at night.

Inside the Federal Command Camp.

A bright white soul-guiding lamp was still emitting light.

Dong Zian continued to review each battle with the Abyss Army, trying to minimize the casualties of the Federation Legion as much as possible.

After all, he had worked his way up from the very bottom of the legion, so he cherished the life of every soldier even more.

"Ding!"

But just then, his communication device suddenly rang.

Dong Zian frowned. This communication soul tool was used by his front-line command center, but the caller was an unfamiliar number, not from any of the Federation's legions.

He didn't understand who could have gotten to him, but he still connected to the communication device.

But the next moment, the sound from the other end made Dong Zi'an's eyes suddenly turn fierce.

"Ghost Emperor! It's you!"