The Last Stop

"What?!"

Apart from Duke Baili's token cry of surprise, the other Wang Hous were briefly left speechless.

It was not that the news had little impact on them. On the contrary, the messages contained in those two battle reports were so shocking that every Wang Hou who received the notification fell silent.

The "gate" of the Abyssal Sea was an S-rank "gate"!

Guangcheng City had fallen just over a month ago precisely because this "gate" had opened. At the time, hundreds of Mountain Sea Martial Artists stationed in Guangcheng City and the Southeast War Zone had died, while countless ordinary martial artists and civilians had been killed or wounded. Because Guangcheng City had been lost, most of the defensive lines along the southeastern coast had also been abandoned, becoming a paradise for the foreign races.

The Abyssal Tribe was not one of the ancient myriad races, but a race that had only emerged after the resurgence of spiritual energy. They were dark creatures born entirely from the abyss, few in number but individually powerful.

During the early days of the spiritual energy resurgence, even when the Nine Kings were still around, they had been unable to completely wipe out the Abyssal Tribe. In the end, they had no choice but to seal the "gate." Yet now, Jiang Huan had charged in alone, directly killing the Abyssal Tribe's ancestor along with four Wang Hous. Even if the Abyssal Tribe had not been completely exterminated, they had at least suffered a devastating blow!

Moreover, Jiang Huan had forced the Witch Clan and the Scavengers, who had originally occupied the coast, to retreat three thousand li. It could be said that he had reclaimed Guangcheng City's lost territory through his own strength and completely eliminated the potential threat of an S-rank "gate."

Wu