The Abyssal Sage King Strikes!

"Six thousand years..."

"Six thousand years!"

The Abyssal Sage King's scarlet eyes flickered as his hand slowly opened and closed.

Six thousand years had passed since he discovered the Douluo Plane and began his invasion!

The Three Emperors longed to devour the Douluo Plane's life force and break through to God Level. How could he be any different?

Though the Abyss Plane could move endlessly through space, it had no physical form of its own. To sustain itself, it had to keep invading other planes and devouring their energy.

That was why, despite possessing the strength of a First-Level God and ranking among them, he could not form a First-Level Godhood.

Even among gods, there were differences. At the same level of cultivation, Godhood separated those who possessed it from those who did not by a vast gulf.

He wanted to devour the Douluo Plane's essence not only for its life force, but also for its physical form. With it, he could advance his cultivation further, perhaps even form his own Godhood.

"But why does my mind grow more restless the closer we come to the final battle? Could something unexpected still happen?"

A hint of caution appeared in the Abyssal Sage King's eyes. He rubbed his chin.

He had devoured many planes, and he knew that the more critical the moment, the more careful he had to be.

This time, he even planned to descend upon the Douluo Plane himself. That called for greater caution still.

Especially since, a few days earlier, he had sensed what seemed to be the presence of a God Level powerhouse within the Douluo Plane.

He intended to pour his entire consciousness into the Demon Empress to descend. Once there, he would have only her body through which to wield his Divine Power. He