After the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King was packed up and taken away, the sea did not return to calm.
A massive vortex appeared in the deep-sea region where it had once lurked.
The seawater was not spinning—it was... disappearing.
As if the plug at the bottom of a bathtub had been pulled, hundreds of millions of tons of seawater frantically poured into that bottomless black hole.
"Warning! A spatial rift has been detected and is expanding!"
Grey Wolf stared at the spaceship's dashboard, and this time, his face had truly gone pale.
"Boss, that big guy just now was only a gatekeeper. After that droplet fished it out, there's no one blocking the gate anymore!"
Qin Feng walked to the hatch and looked down at the enormous vortex.
At the center of the vortex was not rock from the seafloor, but a stretch of pure nothingness.
Within that void, countless purple eyes were slowly opening.
Not one or two, but thousands upon thousands.
The Abyssal Plane's army was lining up, waiting to "land."
An aura a hundred times more terrifying than that of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King was spreading through the seawater.
"So this is the body of that plane."
Qin Feng remained expressionless, but a trace of gravity flashed through his eyes.
"You want to turn my Douluo Star into your colony?"
"Orochimaru."
"Here." Orochimaru had been sprawled over the cage, studying the unconscious Demonic Whale King. The instant he heard the summons, he teleported over.
"Can your xenomorph army swim?"
"Of course." Orochimaru licked his lips. "They are extremely adaptable. They have already evolved gills and fins."
"Good."
Qin Feng pointed at the vortex below.
"Dump them all in."
"The Abyss wants to invade? Then it can first ask whether my biological weapons agree."
"Let