Abyss Invasion

The news of Huo Yuhao breaking through to the Titled Douluo spread throughout the entire Spirit Pagoda like a gust of wind, but some were happy while others were sad.

The one most worried right now is naturally the current Tower Master, Qiangu Dongfeng.

He sat alone in the spacious but deserted office on the top floor, several files spread out in front of him, but he couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.

Huo Yuhao has grown too fast, far exceeding his previous expectations.

If this trend continues, it won't be long before Huo Yuhao reaches the level of Super Douluo, and the Limit Douluo may not even take ten years.

By then, given Huo Yuhao's strength and the prestige he has accumulated in the Spirit Pagoda, his position as the Tower Master will likely be unstable.

But now that Huo Yuhao has grown to this point, he no longer has enough means to stop the other party's rise.

Thinking of this, the irritation in Qiangu Dongfeng's heart surged up like a lit fuse, and he couldn't help but curse the Holy Spirit Cult from top to bottom again.

If they hadn't made a mistake and missed the best opportunity to kill Huo Yuhao, he wouldn't be in this dilemma now.

Now, he doesn't know what the Holy Spirit Cult is planning, and he has tried to contact them several times recently, but has not succeeded once.

Just as Qiangu Dongfeng was getting increasingly agitated by this, the Soul Guidance Communicator on his desk suddenly rang urgently.

The ringing of the bell sounded particularly jarring in the quiet office, interrupting his chaotic thoughts.

He answered casually, his tone tinged with impatience at being interrupted, "Hello."

However, after only a few words from the other end of the communicator, Qiangu Dongfeng's expression suddenly changed.

He sat bolt upright, his voice rising several decibels. "With the Blood God Array in place, how could the Abyss possibly launch a full-scale attack?"

The voice from the other end continued, his expression growing increasingly grim. He practically gritted his teeth as he asked, "What?! People from the Holy Spirit Cult have infiltrated?!"

Only now did he finally understand why he had been unable to contact the Holy Spirit Cult recently; it turned out they had colluded with the Abyss.

Qiangu Dongfeng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, and then said solemnly into the communicator, "The Spirit Pagoda will send powerful reinforcements as soon as possible."

The Abyss is the common enemy of the entire Douluo Continent.

Six thousand years ago, the continent paid an immeasurable price to completely repel the invasion from the Abyss Plane.

For the next six thousand years, the Douluo Federation sacrificed countless Life God to protect the Blood God Array that sealed the Abyss Plane.

But now, the Holy Spirit Cult has infiltrated the core of the Blood God Array and destroyed it from within. Taking advantage of the vulnerability, the army of the Abyss Plane has launched the most ferocious attack in six thousand years.

The Blood God Legion, guarding the Endless Mountains in the Far Western Lands, suffered repeated defeats and had to send out an urgent distress signal, threatening the Douluo Continent with destruction once again.

Upon receiving the information, Qiangu Dongfeng immediately convened an emergency mobilization meeting.

He stood at the very front of the conference hall, his face solemn, his tone resounding, urging the powerful figures of the Spirit Pagoda to hurry to the Endless Mountains and stop the Abyss's advance.

He spoke with righteous indignation, every word resounding, as if he considered it his inescapable responsibility.

But he also had his own plans in mind.

Huo Yuhao's rise has gradually diminished the Tower Master's prestige, and he needs a significant achievement to prove himself.

This war against the Abyss is the perfect stage for him to showcase his abilities.

He wanted everyone to remember that Qiangu Dongfeng was the hero who stepped forward to save the continent in times of crisis.

After the mobilization, the powerful figures of the Spirit Pagoda did not set off immediately.

This journey to the Endless Mountains is fraught with peril, and even highly skilled Soul Master cannot guarantee their survival.

Everyone returned to their lodgings, packed their gear, said goodbye to their loved ones, and made their final preparations.

The corridor was much quieter now; occasionally, people would brush past each other, exchanging only silent nods.

Leng Yaozhu stood beside Huo Yuhao, gazing at the gradually setting twilight in the distance. She turned her head slightly, a hint of regret in her voice. "It's a pity we can't celebrate with you tonight."

Huo Yuhao shook his head indifferently; he had never been particularly attached to those formal celebrations.

His gaze immediately hardened, and he said, "Aunt Leng, I'll go with you."

Upon hearing Leng Yaozhu's smile slowly faded.

She looked at Huo Yuhao with an unusual seriousness in her eyes, and spoke decisively, leaving no room for negotiation. "No."

Huo Yuhao did not give up, saying, "Aunt Leng, I am now Titled Douluo, and my combat power is definitely no less than that of Super Douluo. I will definitely be of help if I go with you."

Leng Yaozhu remained unmoved, shaking her head. "You still know too little about the Abyss. Don't even mention Super Douluo; even Limit Douluo might not be able to escape unscathed from a battlefield against the Abyss."

Seeing Huo Yuhao's still unyielding expression, her expression softened slightly, and she earnestly transmitted her voice, "You now possess the inheritance of the God of Destruction. As long as you complete the Divine Examination, you can become a true God, and even God King. Before that, you absolutely cannot have any problems."

Huo Yuhao opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, "But..."

He had barely uttered two words when Leng Yaozhu raised her hand to interrupt him, "There are no 'buts.' The strength of the Abyss Plane far surpasses that of the Douluo Continent. If we all fail, you are our last hope."

Her gaze fell on Huo Yuhao's face, her eyes holding no reproach, only an almost pleading earnestness. "Do you understand?"

Huo Yuhao met her gaze and remained silent for a moment.

The urge to go to the battlefield surged in his chest for a moment, but he eventually suppressed it.

He clenched his fist, then spoke solemnly, each word carrying a heavy weight. "Aunt Leng, rest assured, I will definitely become a god, and I will definitely not let the Abyss Plane devour the Douluo Continent."

Hearing this, Leng Yaozhu finally smiled again, a smile filled with a sense of relief and relief, "Aunt Leng believes in you, wait for me to come back."

After saying that, she turned around, never looking back, and started walking away into the distance.

Huo Yuhao stood there, watching the receding figure, and couldn't help but call out again, "Aunt Leng, you must come back!"

Leng Yaozhu didn't turn around, but simply raised her right hand high and waved it casually in the air, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be back to celebrate with you!"

Watching Leng Yaozhu's figure completely disappear around the corner, Huo Yuhao slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to Gu Yue, who had been standing quietly beside him.

The joy he felt when he broke through to the Titled Douluo was gone from his face; instead, there was a deep, unconcealed worry.

He was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you think... Aunt Leng and the others will come back safely?"

Huo Yuhao had never been to the Endless Mountains in the Far Western Lands, nor had he ever truly interacted with the so-called Abyss creatures, but he had read the records of the war six thousand years ago in the Federation's history more than once.

Although the words have long been worn smooth by time, they still allow readers to feel the brutality and weight of that war.

The power of Abyss creatures is never an exaggeration.

Gu Yue didn't answer the question immediately; she lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while.

She had never been to the Endless Mountains either, but in a sense, she could be considered to have "seen" Abyss Abyss creatures, because at this moment, Na'er was fighting them head-on on that battlefield.

The time Na'er spent returning to the Shrek Academy from the Blood God Legion could only be considered a vacation.

She stayed at Shrek for just over three months before receiving a recall order from the Legion, returning to the Endless Mountains shrouded in snow and war year-round.

Now that the Abyss has launched a massive invasion, Na'er, as a member of the Blood God Legion, has already joined the battle.

Through the special connection between the two, Gu Yue was able to perceive the situation on the battlefield from Na'er's perspective, and therefore knew the intensity of this Abyss attack more clearly than Huo Yuhao.

She was silent for a moment, then finally spoke, her tone deliberately soft. "Teacher is Limit Douluo, he'll definitely be alright."

Huo Yuhao nodded listlessly, without saying anything more.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment before saying, "I'm going back to cultivate."

His cultivation speed was already unbelievably fast in the eyes of others, but at this moment he still felt it wasn't fast enough.

He wanted to become stronger, strong enough that he wouldn't have to wait in the rear the next time he faced a similar situation.

He had already decided that the next time he traveled back to the world ten thousand years ago, he would go to the Clear Sky Sect as soon as possible to complete the Second Trial of the Trial of Destruction.