The Collapse of the Eighty-Second Abyss, the Miserable Abyssal Sage King, and the Trouble-Making Trio Keep Going

"That's an incredible disturbance! Na'er, move!"

The earth-shaking upheaval in the Abyss Plane naturally could not escape the notice of the Blood God Legion's upper ranks, who had been monitoring its movements. Mu Ye roared and called for the backup dragon spear to enter the field!

"Yes!"

Silver light pierced the heavens. Na'er's long silver hair streamed behind her like a waterfall as her Seventh Soul Ring suddenly lit up. The perfectly compatible Soul Ring provided by the Spirit Pagoda's Silver Dragon Soul Spirit unleashed the Silver Dragon Spear's fullest potential. The spear flew from her hand into the sky, transforming into a silver dragon thousands of meters long.

Weapon Martial Soul Beastification. This was not Na'er's first time using this ability, but she had never gone all out like this before.

Her hands formed seals, darting like butterflies. Like an exceedingly rare beast-controlling Soul Master commanding a Soul Beast, she sent her Soul Spirit into battle. The silver dragon spat pearls and swallowed mist, but even the Silver Dragon Spear, a peak divine artifact, could not withstand the terrifying energy pouring out from the Abyss Plane's instant explosion. Even Na'er, with her formidable physique, felt her meridians swelling painfully.

"Just how many Abyss Lords did Senior Brother's clone kill in there? The energy level is absurdly high—this is trouble. I need to get him here to help!"

Na'er's face flushed crimson as an emergency plan flashed through her mind.

A silver scale appeared in her left palm. She pressed it downward, shattering the scale and forming a spatial gateway of light at her side.

Above Ming Capital, Feng Zaixing's true body sat cross-legged inside the Blazing Fire after leading his people into the airspace. Suddenly, he sensed a powerful spatial pull.

"An unexpected crisis?"

He opened his hand, revealing