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Within the crimson temple, once that illusory figure gradually solidified, the woman on the divine throne slowly rose to her feet, her gaze instantly turning cold and sharp.

"You're still alive..."

Her voice was filled with complicated emotions—anger, relief, shock—and the changes in her expression were unmistakable.

As the illusory figure gradually solidified, it ultimately took on the appearance of the Abyssal Sage King. He respectfully bowed to the woman before him and said weakly, "Mother."

"Mother? You still know that I am your mother. I placed such immense hopes in you, allowing you to take over forty percent of the Scarlet Domain Plane's power to seek the final opportunity."

The woman within the Crimson Temple grew agitated. "Look at what you've done. We, who are known for devouring others, were devoured by another plane instead—a weak plane at that.

What exactly happened in this Plane War? Did the God Kings of the God Realm intervene? And what is your current condition? By my senses, you should have already vanished into nothingness."

The Abyssal Sage King fell silent. He did not speak for a long while. A pale blue radiance gradually emerged from his body, and his figure showed signs of dispersing.

The woman in the Crimson Temple immediately became tense. Her icy voice carried a trace of urgency. "Where is this remnant soul of yours? Can it be revived?"

The Abyssal Sage King's voice rang out again. "Mother, I am still within that universe and cannot be revived for the time being. It was only because I sensed your location that, under special circumstances, I was barely able to transmit my divine sense here.

Mother, allow me to give you a detailed report on this war. Things are not as you imagine. I was not intercepted by the God