Su Ming looked utterly refreshed.
That felt good.
He could guess that the Abyssal Sage King was secretly watching from the other side of the passage.
That made devouring the Abyss Energy all the more exhilarating.
His aura finally broke through the Level 70 barrier.
"Level 70. Once I get another Soul Ring, I'll be a Soul Saint!"
Where would he get that Soul Ring?
Su Ming cast a cold look at the Abyss Passage.
Everything there turned pale white.
Cracks appeared across the seal, spreading from it throughout the battlefield. Heaven and earth seemed to freeze in that instant.
Cao De Zhi's expression changed dramatically.
"How is this possible?"
Even though he had reached the Quasi-God realm, he felt impossibly insignificant before this power.
Just what level was the Abyssal Sage King?
A trace of fear rose in his heart.
A great hand, white as jade, appeared. It had seven fingers, and its arm bore neither visible veins nor scales.
As that great hand appeared, the entire seal crumbled inch by inch, and heaven and earth froze completely.
The Abyssal Sage King said nothing. He simply struck in fury, aiming straight at Su Ming.
Su Ming was the only one he wanted to eliminate.
As he reached out, he also swept his senses across the whole of Douluo Star, guarding against any contingency Tang San had left behind.
It's over.
Cao De Zhi felt as though the sky had collapsed.
Su Ming's expression was icy and fierce. The instant the great hand took shape, he forcibly bound all the power he had yet to finish absorbing and swallowed it whole without another word.
At this point, he had digested only half of Emperor Ba's and Charm Emperor's power, and neither the Heavenly Tribulation nor its lightning strikes had ended.