Meanwhile, atop the Weird Plateau.
"What's going on!?" One of the progenitors fighting the Desolate Heaven Emperor suddenly shuddered inwardly, disbelief written across his face.
"No, something has changed. They're dead—all of them!!" Another progenitor looked equally startled. He could sense that everyone their race had sent out for the great sacrifice had died, and could not even be resurrected.
"Who was it? How could there possibly be someone like this in the myriad heavens and High Heaven!?" The third progenitor was likewise deeply shaken, so shocked that terror welled up within him. Even his attacks slowed.
All six progenitors of the Abyssal Race were stricken with alarm, a vague sense of foreboding rising in their hearts. A heaven-shaking change had occurred outside, leaving them with no time to react.
Meanwhile, Shi Hao seized the chance to catch his breath. His once-dim figure gradually regained some of its radiance.
The essence of heaven and earth, along with endless laws, began to gather around him once more.
Part of the power he had expended in the previous battle, as well as the gains he had achieved, had now been offset.
Yet Shi Hao was also puzzled. What's going on? What exactly happened? Did something occur outside? Why have these six Abyssal progenitors changed like this?
Though Shi Hao was surprised, he no longer had the time or energy to investigate the outside world. He had to recover with all his strength to contend with the progenitors.
The existence of the six progenitors left him no room to attend to anything else. He could not even spare a thought to investigate news from outside.
"No, things have gone beyond our expectations. We must awaken the others. Since things have come this far, there is no turning back. Today, all ten of us