Ling Xiaolong's strength was unmatched. With his Spear Martial Spirit and Chaos Essence Flame, he effortlessly overwhelmed all the Abyssals who came to kill him, leaving destruction in his wake everywhere he went. He resembled a kind of tempest, a blazing storm that consumed everything in its path.
His Chaos Essence Flame was much more terrifying than him. It was crazily devouring and growing stronger. If Ling Xiaolong killed ten abyssals, then Chaos Essence Flame had already killed and devoured a hundred.
Not only the army of hundreds of thousands of Masters of Abyss was reduced to nothing, but even the Land itself was being consumed by the Chaos Essence Flame.
Just like the Infinity Edge Blade, Abyssals and everything with traces of Abyssal Energy was Chaos Essence Flame's favorite.
No Abyssal, not even a Level 36 Master of Abyss, was Ling Xiaolong's match. Even without the Rules of Chaos, the terror he displayed here was something he could have never done back in the Chaos.
It was horrifying.
Actually, Ling Xiaolong was able to show such prowess mainly because of Chaos Essence Flame.
This relentless onslaught continued for several days. During these days, Ling Xiaolong had already killed millions of Masters of Abyss. Chaos Essence Flame had grown further. Under its corrosion, millions of miles of Land had already disappeared. This white flame never dissipated, it was like an ever-burning flame. As long as Ling Xiaolong doesn't call it back, it will continue burning fiercely, devouring everything in its path.
The loss Ling Xiaolong dealt to Abyss this time was tremendous. It can not be calculated. He had killed a large army in the Abyss Emperor's arsenal.
Abyssals could no longer continue fighting Ling Xiaolong. Wherever Ling Xiaolong appeared, Abyssals tried their best to escape with their lives. In their words, Ling Xiaolong was a White Flame Monster.
Finally, when Abyssals could no longer endure, they went to beg the Abyss Emperor, telling him about the White Flame Monster who was killing all Abyssals. They begged to save this dying land.
Abyss was dying.
If Abyss is dead, they will disappear as well. As long as Abyss is there, they are in existence.
"Hah! How many days has it been? I've lost count of the Abyssals I've personally dispatched, not to mention the havoc wreaked by the Chaos Essence Flame."
Ling Xiaolong surveyed the burning Abyss, where white flames consumed everything in sight. Just moments ago, the screams of countless Abyssal screams filled the air, but now, an eerie silence prevailed.
It was a chilling silence indeed.
Shua~
At this moment, a breeze blew past him.
For some reason, Ling Xiaolong's heart trembled. He could not help but shudder.
He suddenly felt something and saw that Chaos Essence Flame had returned to his body, it seemed to be afraid of something.
Ling Xiaolong frowned. Initially, his heart trembled and now, Chaos Essence Flame was afraid. It even left the devouring process in the middle and returned to his body.
It can only mean one thing—the appearance of a perilous danger!
Before Ling Xiaolong could make sense of anything, a black tentacle-like thing rose from the ground, wrapped around his leg, and threw him away.
Bam!
Ling Xiaolong fell hard on a rock a few meters away. Everything happened so quickly that he had no time to react.
"What was that?"
He rose to his feet and glanced backward, only to see a creature observing him intently. It was a fully crimson entity adorned with intricate black spiral patterns across all over the body, sporting twin horns upon its forehead. Its eyes were the most unique and distinctive; one entirely black with a red pupil, the other fully red with a black pupil.
These eyes were precisely the pair of eyes Ling Xiaolong had utilized to open the Gateway to this Land.
This entity also had two fins grown out from his shoulder and another two from his back. Black mists were dancing around these four fins.
"Human, I have been observing you closely. I commend the strength you have displayed. However, mere strength alone will not suffice to defeat me. I have an offer to you—would you care to hear it?"
The creature spoke in a low yet resonant voice, audible enough for Ling Xiaolong to discern every word with clarity.
"You are... Abyss Emperor!"
The moment Abyss Emperor appeared, Ling Xiaolong felt great pressure. This kind of pressure gave him an illusion of being suppressed by a high mountain whose peak could not be seen.
He had seen Abyss Emperor's face in the memories of the abyssal he had devoured a few days ago. The instant he saw Abyss Emperor, he recognized him.
"I am!"