One Man Holds the Pass, Elites Gather

Mirror Space, comparable to a world's barrier, shattered outright amid the ferocious explosion.

Both figures staggered as they were blasted backward.

Meanwhile, the other battlefields were no more optimistic.

Though the Emperor God Sword was powerful, as the battle continued, it was gradually suppressed by the Fierce Emperor wielding the Heavenly Saint Splitting Abyss Halberd.

The Haori Heavenly Zither also blazed brilliantly, but none of its users had reached the ultimate level of cultivation.

The Devil Emperor was, after all, an existence whose physical body had reached the godly level.

Even though Haori's light scorched him and the zither's music wound around him, making every step difficult,

he still advanced steadily. In the end, possessing "two lives," he even chose to sever one of them himself, gaining power akin to an all-out eruption.

With a crack, he instantly arrived before the Haori Heavenly Zither and smashed down with one punch, directly blasting it away.

Fortunately, under the reinforcement of two sets of Four-Word Battle Armor, although the Haori Heavenly Zither was smashed apart, Ao Rui and Mo Zihong did not suffer overly severe injuries.

"Trading for one of his lives isn't a loss."

Ao Rui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with no regret in his eyes.

Forcing a life out of someone whose physical body had reached the godly level, equivalent to a half-step true form—this was already a respectable result.

Yet neither of them looked good.

Not because of their injuries, but because of the other battlefields.

Although several peak experts, including Dark Emperor Douluo Luo Yuhang, were reinforced by Four-Word Battle Armor,

the power they could unleash had only just entered the Demigod level.

Now, all the experts from the Abyss's first ten layers had descended, apart from the Abyssal Sage King of the