Surging Waves

Abyss Plane.

The Abyssal Sage King spat out several mouthfuls of blood in succession, and the air filled with a pungent bloody stench.

"My power has been declining." Leaning against a massive stone pillar, the Abyssal Sage King's handsome face was deathly pale, as though coated with a layer of white lime.

"Damn natives..."

"Blech, pfft—"

He spat out several more mouthfuls of blood, and his aura weakened further.

"Sage Monarch..."

The seven Quasi-God Rank Abyss Emperors wore worried expressions.

The Abyssal Sage King did not answer them, but as they sensed his condition worsening, the faces of the seven Abyss Emperors turned pale.

The Abyssal Sage King was His Majesty's most favored child, an unparalleled powerhouse with the greatest hope of reaching the God King level. And now...

No one dared to think any further.

A streak of blood-red light shot out from the pitch-black Teleportation Portal.

"Mother..."

The Abyssal Sage King wanted to say something, but before he could speak, blood trickled from the corners of the Deep Red Mother's mouth. Her voice was cold.

"I failed. She was even harder to deal with than I imagined."

She glanced at the continuously collapsing Abyss Channel, then turned her gaze toward the Abyssal Sage King, whose aura had fallen from that of a First Level God to a Third Level God.

"If I could break through to the God King level, perhaps I could still save you. But now..."

The Deep Red Mother shook her head.

"Heh, hahaha!" Seeing this, the Abyssal Sage King suddenly burst into laughter, worsening his injuries even further.

"One who pecks at birds all day will eventually be pecked by one."

Blackish-red smoke rose around the Abyssal Sage King.

"Wait, what are you doing?" The Deep Red Mother's expression changed slightly.

"Mother, I have