Ability

The erosion of the Abyss World continued, gradually growing fiercer.

Under the erosion of the laws in this place, the King of Earth Demons' existence was growing weaker, and the True Spirit Power throughout his body was being corroded.

This had nothing to do with so-called talent or potential. It was simply a matter of comparative strength.

The gap between the strength of their laws was too great. This was the inevitable result.

Unless his own laws were strong enough to withstand the erosion here, the outcome would be the same for anyone who came.

But then again...

If his laws were already strong enough to resist the erosion, his strength would have to be terrifying—at least that of an Eighth Tier existence or higher.

If that were truly the case, why enter this place to obtain the so-called gift of the Abyss?

There was no doubt about it: this was a paradox.

But whatever the outcome, it no longer had anything to do with the King of Earth Demons.

Now, as time passed, his power was slowly slipping away, gradually being depleted.

As the last trace of his True Spirit was about to be completely eroded, his existence was on the verge of vanishing, ceasing to be.

The final outcome seemed to have already been decided.

"Is it over?"

Feeling the changes in the aura throughout his body, the King of Earth Demons felt neither sorrow nor joy. The thought quietly crossed his mind.

He wasn't surprised by this outcome.

From the moment he had entered this space, he had understood what would happen. His resistance up to this point had merely been his best effort; he hadn't truly expected anything.

And now, the final outcome was just as he had expected.

His body had already been completely eroded,