Advancing to Spirit Transformation

Almost at the same time, hundreds of thousands of miles from the central battlefield, another army was quietly stationed in a remote part of the Abyss Gorge.

Among the Six Domains and Nine Provinces, the Abyss Domain was not as extreme as the Purgatory Domain or the Mysterious Ice Domain. But there was no denying that its landscape was the most gloomy and unusual. Across the land, one could easily find ravines and abysses tens of thousands of feet deep, their bottoms nowhere in sight.

That made it easy as could be to hide an army in the Abyss Domain.

While the army remained motionless, the Purgatory Devil King, whose temper was frank but rather impatient, couldn't help bursting into wild laughter inside the portable floating palace. "The message has finally come from Lei brat's wife: a full-scale attack! Good, good! After holding back for so long, we can finally get our fill. Damn it, this Abyss Domain is gloomy everywhere. Old Devil here is so pent up my bones are about to rust. Netherworld Old Ghost, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and give the order to set out! Lei Dong personally appointed you commander."

"What's the hurry?" the Netherworld Ghost Emperor replied leisurely. "It's only a few hundred thousand miles. At our marching speed, we can reach them in a single day and night if we hurry. Are you worried King of Holy Radiance and his people will get away? So, which of us is the commander—you or me?"

"Heh, fine, you are. I'm just itching for a fight. That old King of Holy Radiance likes looking down his nose at people. I've been fed up with him for years." The Purgatory Devil King rubbed his hands excitedly. "Now I've got a Spirit Transformation clone too.