"Your strength should put you at the Quasi-God level-a Quasi-God on par with a Four-Word Battle Armor Master."
Yin Hongye looked at the Scythe Emperor who had suddenly appeared before him and sneered. "The Abyss sent a thing like you here to die?"
"Human! You dare look down on me!" the Scythe Emperor roared angrily. "My sneak attack just succeeded! What gives you the right to talk like that?"
"Was your attack worth dodging?" Yin Hongye scoffed. "Can your attack stop my wounds from healing?"
For a moment, the Scythe Emperor did not know what to say. He had indeed severed his opponent's body just now, but that astonishing regenerative ability had rendered his attack meaningless.
No matter how sharp his foreclaws were or how precisely they cut, they could not stop his opponent from recovering.
Behind the Blood God Legion's defensive line, Zhang Huanyun stood on a raised platform, watching the slender figure above the Blood Sea as his brow furrowed more and more deeply.
He recognized most of the Abyss's emperors and had even seen projections of several in the top ten, but this one was clearly taking action for the first time.
After watching for a few breaths, he knitted his brows and turned to ask Cao Dezhi beside him in a low voice, "Heartless Douluo, which of the Abyss's top ten layers do you think this one belongs to?"
Cao Dezhi's expression darkened. Through gritted teeth, he said, "At least the top five. Those scythes on his arms are at least divine artifact level."
"Then does everyone ranked above him have divine artifacts? What if he's in the top three?" Zhang Huanyun's brows remained tightly furrowed. He still could not believe that assessment.
He could only hope the rank was a little higher.
But he had