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Chapter 584: Abyss Rift, the Fallen Dou Ling Empire

In the sky above the Dou Ling Empire, a crack is quietly expanding, like a door leading straight to hell.

As the cracks continue to expand, the monsters lurking in the abyss emerge, continuously invading this once prosperous country.

The former Dou Ling Empire now only has dilapidated cities, ruins, and broken walls scattered across the land. The former glory seems extremely fragile and insignificant at this moment.

In the sky, the heavy dark clouds were so heavy that people were breathless, as if they were about to swallow up the entire empire.

That evil aura spread in the air, gradually eroding every corner, and even breathing became difficult. Countless abyssal creatures were rampant on the earth, and their roars were endless, like the horn of death, bringing great consequences to the Dou Ling Empire.

A harbinger of the end.

On the streets of the city, blood stained every stone slab, and the broken buildings and collapsed walls became witnesses of the battle. People fled in all directions, trying to avoid these terrifying creatures, but no matter where they fled, they could not escape in the end.

The fate of pursuit and massacre.

Screams and cries intertwined and echoed in the ruins, making it extremely desolate. The streets that were bustling with traffic a few days ago have now become a bloody battlefield.

All these disasters were so sudden, without any warning. Even the top experts in the empire could not detect anything strange when the cracks first appeared. Everyone was caught off guard and allowed the erosion of the abyss to spread like a tide.

Devoured the entire Dou Ling Empire.

Facing such a powerful force, all resistance seems futile.

And all of this is a conspiracy carefully planned by the Holy Lord, the Lord of the Abyss.

On the other side of the crack, Zhong Liwu knelt down devoutly in front of the Holy Lord.

He was wearing a black robe, with a stern face, and his eyes were filled with respect and fear for the Lord of the Abyss.

Zhong Liwu raised his hands high, as if praying for some mysterious gift, and his voice was low and fanatical: "Lord Shengjun, according to your plan, the destruction of the Dou Ling Empire is a foregone conclusion. The cracks have been completely opened, and the power of the abyss is moving rapidly.

diffusion."

The Holy Lord stood on a towering platform, looking down at his servants. He was wearing silver-white armor, exuding a cold light, and the cloak behind him fluttered in the wind, like a symbol of death. His eyes were full of desire for destruction.

His eyes seemed to see through everything in the world.

"Zhong Liwu, you did a good job." The Holy Lord's voice was as cold as ice and snow, with a hint of sarcasm. "But I am very curious, you are just a mortal, how can you successfully open the crack in the abyss?"

Zhong Liwu immediately lowered his head, his tone full of awe: "This all depends on the gift of the Holy Emperor. This artifact has the power to tear apart space and can connect us to the abyss. Although the artifact will be broken after use, it

The mission has been accomplished.”

"Holy Emperor?" The Holy Lord frowned slightly and seemed not to care much about the name. "He is just a mortal."

Zhong Liwu looked very excited and continued: "The Holy Emperor has given us these artifacts to assist in your great plan. His will will always guide us forward."

However, Zhong Liwu didn't know that the real purpose of the Holy Emperor he believed in - Tang Hao, was far more than that.

Tang Hao hid behind the Holy Spirit Cult, ostensibly using these evil soul master organizations to try to slow down the energy loss of Douluo Continent and thereby maintain the balance of the continent.

And his real motive for doing this was to accumulate the power of faith for his son Tang San and help Tang San stabilize his position as a god.

The original reason why he gave this artifact to Zhong Liwu was to prevent him and A Yin from getting into trouble, so he could use the power of the abyss to break the net with Xu Xingyu.

Zhong Liwu didn't know all this, he was just a pawn in Tang Hao's hands. But the Holy Lord didn't care about it.

In his eyes, both Tang Hao and Zhong Liwu are just tools that can be used, and the final victory will belong to the abyss.

"Very good, Zhong Liwu." The corners of the Holy Lord's lips raised slightly, revealing a cold smile. "You have completed your mission, and now you only need to wait for the destruction of this continent."

After Zhong Liwu heard this, his eyes flashed with a cold light. Yes.

For him, the future of Douluo Continent has long been determined, and the Holy Spirit Religion's plan has only just begun. And in his understanding, with the invasion of the abyss, the fate of the entire Douluo Continent will change.

At the same time, among the ruins in the distance, a lonely figure was standing silently on the dilapidated city wall.

Xu Xingyu stared at the devastated land in front of him, with complex emotions surging in his heart. His star armor shone faintly under the cloudy sky, and the long sword in his hand was ready to strike at any time.

The situation in Dou Ling Empire is irreversible.

Xu Jiujiu and others who originally planned to fight against the Holy Spirit Empire with him are still dealing with the problems of other remnants and cannot get away.

Wang Donger and other soldiers from the Tianhun Empire were unable to arrive for support in a short time because of the geographical distance.

Therefore, Xu Xingyu can only face the crisis in the ruins in front of him alone.

"Such a sight..." He murmured to himself, with a trace of imperceptible anger in his eyes.

Although the Dou Ling Empire is the weakest among the three empires, it is still part of Douluo Star.

Today, this land has been completely destroyed in such a short period of time. Such a tragic situation is difficult to accept.

What made Xu Xingyu even more angry was that he failed to predict the possibility of this happening in advance and watched it all happen.

He looked up at the gradually expanding crack in the sky, and vaguely felt the powerful energy fluctuations coming from the other end of the crack.

"Holy Lord... I didn't expect you would take action at this time!" Xu Xingyu's eyes gradually became sharp.

At this moment, a deep voice came from high in the sky, carrying endless pressure: "Do you think you can change the fate of this continent by yourself?"

A vague figure slowly descended from the sky. His body seemed to be integrated with the abyss, carrying an endless aura of darkness and destruction. And he was none other than the Lord of the Abyss, the Holy King.

Xu Xingyu didn't answer. His eyes were like lightning, staring at the enemy in front of him. The star soul clone was already inside his body, ready to burst out with a fatal attack at any time.

The Holy Lord smiled slightly, as if he had read Xu Xingyu's thoughts: "Where is Huo Yuhao?" he asked lightly, with a hint of joking in his tone.

"He is dead." Xu Xingyu responded coldly, but he was alert in his heart. He knew that the Holy Lord mentioned Huo Yuhao not without purpose, but wanted to use this question to test his reaction and then judge his strength.

The Holy Lord nodded slightly, as if he was not surprised by the answer. "It's a pity, I originally planned to devour him to gain more power." He sighed softly, his tone full of regret for Huo Yuhao's failure to exert his effect.

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"However, I am strong enough now." The Holy Lord's tone suddenly turned cold, and there was a hint of arrogant smile in his eyes. "On this continent, no one can compete with me!"

Xu Xingyu sneered, the stars shone brightly, and his figure was like a nine-color stream of light, approaching the Holy Lord in an instant.


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