The Defense Line is Forced! Precarious!

"Boom! Boom!"

Fixed Soul Guidance Cannonballs, trailing flames, swayed through the sky like meteors before plunging into the swarm of Abyssal Creatures. In an instant, Soul Power raged and fire scattered in every direction.

Countless Abyssal Creatures let out shrill, miserable screams before being annihilated in the violent vortex of Soul Power, transforming into streams of black mist that flowed back toward the Abyss Plane.

The boundless Abyssal army did not retreat because of this; instead, they charged forward with even greater greed and madness.

"Follow The Emperor! Breach the defensive lines of these human ants—beyond them lies endless vitality!"

A Black Empress, possessing the cultivation of a level 98 Super Douluo, spread its wings in the sky. Clutching a pitch-black sword, it shrieked orders at the Abyssal army below.

As soon as these words were spoken, the already frantic Abyssal army became even more crazed, charging forward without fear of death.

And standing before them was the defensive line held by the Northern Legion!

"Report, Commander! The first and second defensive lines have fallen in succession! The third line is being fiercely assaulted by the Abyssal Creatures, and the formation is beginning to collapse!"

Inside the Northern Legion's command camp, a captain rushed in anxiously to report to a burly man draped in a Sun Moon Great Banner.

This burly man was none other than the commander of the Northern Legion, Guo Zhenfeng.

Upon hearing this, Guo Zhenfeng's thick brows furrowed tightly. He turned to his secretary-general and asked, "Where are the reinforcements?"

"Report, Commander, the Abyssal army deployed by the Abyss Plane this time numbers nearly two million. The other legions are also suffering heavy attacks, and the reply from above is that we must hold out for at least another eight hours!"

The secretary-general spoke hurriedly, his