"Boom, rumble..."
In the Holy Spirit Realm, the shockwaves of war shook heaven and earth as the fierce battle raged without cease.
After months of ferocious assault by the Abyss, the Holy Spirit Realm was feeling boundless pressure.
The Abyss's true powerhouses had yet to enter the fray; otherwise, the Holy Spirit Realm's situation would have collapsed even further.
Within the Saint Spirit Hall, the Holy Spirit Realm's powerhouses gathered to deliberate.
The hall was silent, its atmosphere heavy and oppressive.
"We must destroy the Abyssal Rift as soon as possible, or the consequences will be unthinkable."
The Black Tortoise Great Saint spoke gravely, his voice brimming with urgency.
If the Abyss could open one rift, it could open a second.
If they did not destroy the Abyssal Rift quickly, the Holy Spirit Realm would be left riddled with holes, beyond all hope of recovery.
"We do not know how much strength the Abyss has deployed. Acting rashly could very well lead us into a trap. We must not be impulsive."
Great Saint Ze Yuan soothed the enraged crowd.
The Holy Spirit Realm's forces could not be mentioned in the same breath as the Abyss. If they deployed everything they had, they might fall for the enemy's scheme, and then the Holy Spirit Realm would truly be finished.
"Are we supposed to remain locked in a stalemate with the Abyss like this?"
Everyone was troubled and restless, unwilling to sit still and await death.
The Abyss Demonic Beasts were endless, available in whatever numbers they wanted. The Holy Spirit Realm's living beings and resources were limited; they could not outlast the Abyss.
"For now, we can only seek aid from the other great realms."
The Holy Spirit Realm alone could not repel the Abyss. They needed to borrow the strength