Deep within the Abyssal Passage, a prolonged silence fell.
The soldiers of the Blood God Legion looked at one another. What had they just heard?
Xiling was actually negotiating with the Abyssal Sage King...?
And the stakes were... the survival of two planes?!
"What makes you think I will accept this wager?" The Abyssal Sage King's voice finally rang out, carrying a hint of scrutiny.
"Because... you have no choice."
Xiling's tone was as calm as if he were merely stating a fact.
"Your true body cannot descend completely. Plane Power will only make you weaker and weaker, and there is no way you can take me down in a short time."
"You Abyssals forced your way through the seal this time. You sacrificed quite a few Abyssal Kings, didn't you? Out of the Abyss's one hundred and eight layers, there were one hundred and seven Abyssal Kings."
"Now, there are probably fewer than fifty left, right? You paid such a huge price just to get rid of my younger sister and junior sister, didn't you?"
The Abyssal Sage King did not respond, because it was the truth.
"Their very existence has already begun to threaten you." More than half of Xiling's projection had dissipated, yet his voice still carried clearly throughout the entire Abyssal Passage.
"Now that the spatial passage between the two planes has been fully linked, even as the lord of a plane, you can no longer escape."
"You do not have time to drag this out. The only path before you is to keep fighting."
"And Douluo Continent does not want an endless war of attrition either. The longer this continues, the more sacrifices there will be."
"So, both of us need such a wager—a decisive battle that will determine the fate of both planes."
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