The Saint Monarch Descends (Please Subscribe and Vote)

"Boom!!!"

Another brilliant firework exploded in the skies of the Abyss. Scythe Emperor, one of the Abyss's Nine Emperors, ultimately failed to escape. He was caught by Douluo's powerhouses and blasted back into nothingness.

By this point, only Scarab Emperor, who had yet to join the battle, and Sage Emperor, ranked fifth, remained among the Abyss's Nine Emperors. The latter was in an exceptionally sorry state. Scythe Emperor had just been blown apart right before his eyes, so his own situation was naturally dire as well.

"Y-You... do you know what you've done? This is the Abyss! The Saint Monarch is the lord of the Abyss, and you dare act so recklessly..."

"Bang~~~"

Fear had already consumed Sage Emperor's heart. He actually tried to intimidate Douluo's powerhouses with empty threats, but no one bought it. Before he could even finish speaking, he was sent flying.

"Saint Monarch, Saint Monarch... Saint... No..."

Sage Emperor got to his feet and called out toward the Abyss's skies, hoping the Abyssal Sage King would save him. Yet the result was naturally despair. Even when Di Tian tore his body apart with a single claw, the sky over the Abyss did not change in the slightest. In the end, he turned into a mass of energy, filled with unwillingness.

Sage Emperor called himself the Abyss's strategist, but he had never understood one thing. To the Abyssal Sage King, these subordinates could be revived with energy, so sacrificing them was no issue at all. As for whether their original personalities remained intact, he simply did not care.

"Everyone, look at the sky."

Sage Emperor's death meant that Douluo's side had won this counteroffensive campaign in overwhelming fashion. Just as everyone was preparing to wipe out the Abyss in one fell swoop, Tuo Ba Hong suddenly noticed