Abyssal Sage King at the Peak

The Space-time Rift stretched for thousands of meters, cleaving the massive storm in two.

Dark spatial ripples continued spreading outward.

The pressure generated by the energy collision spread layer by layer from the point of impact like ripples across water, accompanied by piercing sound waves.

Yet, the next moment.

Ssshh—

The void peeled away, and the resulting emptiness was swiftly smoothed over.

A figure flickered in and out of sight, standing at the center of the lingering aftershock.

That vast First Level God aura dispersed the surrounding energy.

A pale young man with crystalline white hair and fair skin held the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd. His black eyes had no whites, yet they gave off an endlessly profound depth.

A black robe covered his entire body, its broad collar spreading outward over his shoulders.

Simply standing there exerted immense pressure on everyone present.

"Deep... Abyssal Sage King!"

Snow Empress stared in astonishment. There was no way she could mistake that aura.

She had fought the man before her in the Far North Land, but this aura was far too powerful. If he had possessed such strength back then, she felt she would not even have entertained the thought of fighting him.

"Abyssal Sage King, Tian Yuan."

Ning Rongrong faced the Abyssal Holy Sword from afar.

The Glazed Tile Holy Sword, also a Super Divine Artifact, let out a faint sword hum.

"Ning Rongrong, it seems you aren't surprised by my appearance." The Abyssal Sage King sized her up. There was not the slightest hint of frivolity in his voice; his entire body was poised to strike.

"Hehe." Ning Rongrong smiled faintly. "I sensed it the moment I grasped the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd. I just don't know whether your resurrection was because of the Deep Red Mother or