The Abyssal Sage King Descends! The Decisive Battle Begins!

"Still so stubborn."

Looking at Dong Zi'an, who had forced himself back to his feet, a cold glint suddenly flashed in the Demon Empress's eyes.

"But you mortals have reached the end of the road. I have no interest in playing with you any longer, so please go die!"

As the Demon Empress's voice fell, mighty Divine Power surged forth once more. The phantom of a demonic whale, thousands of meters tall, condensed behind her again and instantly opened its enormous jaws. It swallowed toward Dong Zi'an and the others, and even sought to engulf the entire Federation front.

Seeing this, Dong Zi'an gave a long look toward one direction behind him, within the Federation's defensive line. Then he prepared to burn his Martial Soul Origin.

Even if it cost him his life, he would hold out until that moment came.

Yu Guanzhi and the others did the same, all preparing to burn their origins and stop the Demon Empress at the cost of their lives.

Watching this through a Soul Tool, Mo Lan couldn't help but shudder. Countless Federation citizens at the rear were even more moved by the sight. They murmured wordlessly, able only to pray in silence.

Chen Xinjie stared fixedly at the sky. Although he knew the Abyssal Sage King would descend today, he had no idea exactly when.

If he acted rashly now, he would only alert the enemy at this most crucial moment and ruin everything at the last second.

But Dong Zi'an was his Master's master. He couldn't just leave him to die.

Chen Xinjie's gaze sharpened. An aura vast as the sea began to emanate faintly from him, and the Soul Power in his entire body surged in an instant. No matter what, he couldn't let his Master's master die.

"Roar!"

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