Chapter 1121 (1/2)

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”I understand! I'll make sure to protect myself.”

Blood One nodded in response. ”Go on, I wish you a smooth journey.”

After extending another military salute, Tang Wulin turned around before rising up into the air. The dragon wings on his suit of battle armor spread open, and he glided toward the east.

Sima Jinchi, A'Ruheng, Ling Wuyue, Ma Shan, Jiang Wuyue, Long Yuxue, and the 20 other Blood Dragon Squad members also rose up into the air before flying into the distance behind him.

Cao Dezhi looked on at their departing figures with a faint smile on his face. ”A supreme prodigy will complete their metamorphosis to become a dragon as soon as they rise up into the heavens. Wulin, I wish you all the success in the world. We can only give you a helping hand, but how far you can go will depend on you.”

Zhang Huanyun sighed, ”You know what? I'm a little sad to see him go.”

Cao Dezhi chuckled, ”You're just sad that he's taking so many of our legion's elite young talents, right?”

”Ahem!”

Light began to s.h.i.+mmer in Cao Dezhi's eyes as he mused, ”It's about time these young people take over the Douluo Continent; let's see just how brightly they'll s.h.i.+ne.”

Zhang Huanyun's brows furrowed slightly. ”You don't seem to be concerned at all. You should be well aware of just how powerful his future enemies will be.”

Cao Dezhi replied in an indifferent voice, ”How will he continue to improve without powerful opponents to test him? Besides, he's never been fighting alone. Do you really think that just two G.o.dslayer missiles can truly destroy the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy, both of which have stood at the pinnacle of the continent for over 20,000 years?”

Zhang Huanyun's expression changed slightly, and he seemed to have gleaned the implications behind Cao Dezhi's words.

”Let's go back, I have to further examine the seal. I'm sure the abyssal plane will remain dormant for quite a while after this. That so-called Holy Lord has most likely been severely wounded, and according to our past experience, there may not be another abyssal tide in the next few centuries.”

Indeed, the abyssal plane had been dealt an extremely heavy blow during this recent battle. Two of the 108 planar seeds had been completely destroyed, thereby shaking the entire foundation of the plane. Even more abyssal emperors had perished in order to force open the seal, and even though they could be revived in the abyssal plane, their resurrections would take a very long time.

It could be said that this was the heaviest blow that had been dealt to the abyssal plane, second only to when they had first invaded the Douluo Continent over 6,000 years ago.

After that battle, the abyssal plane hadn't attacked the Douluo Continent for over 1,000 years, so the Blood G.o.d Legion should be given a long time to rest and recuperate following this battle. Furthermore, it was important to remember that the Blood G.o.d Legion could enter the abyssal plane through the abyssal pa.s.sageway at will.

Another reason that Cao Dezhi had agreed for Tang Wulin to depart was in order to prepare for the complete eradication of the threat posed by the abyssal plane in the future.

Tang Wulin required more growth and development. He was already a Soul Sage now, but in the eyes of truly powerful beings, there was still a lot of potential for him to improve.

With Tang Wulin's current situation, once he became a t.i.tled Douluo, Hyper Douluo, and even Limit Douluo, he would pose an extremely potent threat to the abyssal plane. After he reached that level, the threat of the abyssal plane could truly be eradicated for good.

They didn't need to destroy the entire abyssal plane; all they had to do was force them to cut off the pa.s.sageway, and in extension, the connection to the Douluo Continent.

……

A heavy aura was permeating throughout a greyish-white world, striking all of the abyssal creatures with a sense of asphyxiation.

This situation had already persisted for three abyssal days. Every single abyssal level was trembling as the ruler of the entire abyssal plane, the Holy Lord, was in a maddened state of fury.

They had failed!