The night was dark and overcast, thick clouds blotting out the stars and moon.
Tang Wulin and his group raced eastward. At their speed, they soon approached the Far Eastern Land.
Just then, Liu Xiaoxiao materialized before them. "Don't go any farther. It's dangerous ahead."
"What exactly happened up ahead?" Xie Xie asked curiously.
"The Abyss has arrived," Liu Xiaoxiao replied succinctly. "The forces of all three nations are urgently mobilizing personnel. We'll establish a front line here."
As he spoke, silver light flashed behind them. One massive piece of equipment after another appeared, followed closely by soldiers from the various legions.
"I'll personally serve as the overall commander for this operation. Go meet up with the people from the Tang Sect and Spirit Pagoda first, and prepare to face the enemy," Liu Xiaoxiao said.
With Spiritual Sense sharing active, he directed the major legions in establishing their positions and setting up the command headquarters, while continuously summoning reinforcements from all over through teleportation arrays.
One prominent figure after another arrived. Even the forces that had remained neutral and merely watched when the various national factions fought the Masquerade Ball and Church of Truth factions at the Tang Sect had now come here.
The reason was simple: invaders from another plane were the common enemy of all.
Before long, dozens of Limit Douluo, hundreds of Title Douluo, and an army of a million had gathered here. Large-scale Soul Tool Positions had already been deployed.
And at this moment, less than an hour had passed since the Abyss was discovered.
This was their mobilization capability. At the most critical moment, they could easily unite the strength of the entire planet against foreign enemies.
Suddenly, a few raindrops fell from the sky, then turned into a torrential downpour in an incredibly short