Douluo Continent: Not enough bloodline? Make up for it with brains!

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Cao Dezhi recalled the scene at that time, a trace of lingering fear flashing in his eyes.

Here it comes, tomorrow the timing should be back to normal. I haven't recovered from today, I'm taking shelter from the rain. I forgot I was supposed to write this before 6 pm.

Chapter 449 The Anomaly in the Abyss Passage (Please Subscribe!!! A long chapter of 5,000 words)

Zhang Huanyun stared at Cao Dezhi, a sense of heaviness creeping into her heart.

Cao Dezhi's silence about this discovery only made him more puzzled.

However, Zhang Huanyun ultimately did not hear the exact details, and at this moment she was only puzzled, not desperate.

"It seems that the Abyss Saint is even stronger than we previously knew. He was able to severely injure you even across two planes. Logically speaking, even someone with the strength of a quasi-god should not be able to withstand him, right?"

Zhang Huanyun wasn't stupid; she guessed some of the situation.

Cao Dezhi sighed, closed his eyes, and nodded.

"So what? Even so, he would never launch such an attack so casually. Otherwise, why has he been so slow to act for six thousand years?" Zhang Huanyun snorted coldly, not intimidated by the possibility that the Abyss Saint King might have an even stronger stance.

Even the strongest have their price, especially when venturing into new fields.

This Abyss Tide, which was clearly at the level four, ended hastily, which should be the price paid for the Abyss Saint Lord's intervention.

Cao Dezhi took a deep breath and didn't dwell on the topic.

It's good that Zhang Huanyun is imagining things this way; at least she won't be in despair.

Moreover, it cannot be described as despair, but rather as self-doubt.

Cao Dezhi's mind was in complete turmoil at that moment.

If what he saw was really true, then what was the point of this war that has lasted for six thousand years?

The Blood God Legion's post-battle cleanup efforts are proceeding in an orderly manner.

The abyssal creatures suffered heavy casualties, but their primordial imprints returned to the abyss. Even though they were already dead, their imprints could quickly transform into new abyssal creatures, becoming part of the abyssal army.

However, the fallen soldiers of the Blood God Legion could never be brought back to life.

They collected the bodies of their fallen comrades one by one, pieced them together, and mourned them.

This scene lasted for six thousand years.

Since the end of the war, the entire Endless Mountains have been silent.

After the initial excitement of the great battle subsided, endless sorrow followed.

It was a quiet night.

As the long night ended and a ray of dawn shone down on the horizon, a piercing alarm sounded throughout the entire legion.

"what happened?"

"what happens?"

This was the question on the minds of all the legion's soldiers.

Despite their doubts, they quickly assembled, as the ranks of soldiers assembled today were noticeably empty due to the large number of deaths among the fallen soldiers.

Zhang Huanyun rushed out of the command post, his Limit Douluo-level soul power surging, the surrounding void subtly fluctuating, his four-word battle armor poised to fuse at any moment.

His gaze swept downwards before turning toward the abyss passage.

Xu Yuan was also awakened from his cultivation and rushed to the scene.

His display of strength yesterday was taken seriously, and he was quickly assigned to the Blood God Camp as a reserve after the battle. In such a major battle, he was assigned to provide support as needed and was free to act independently.

When he arrived at the scene, his gaze couldn't help but fall on the abyss passage.

The fluctuation of his mental energy, and the connection with the primordial dream space, allowed him to immediately detect the anomaly within it. He could even reasonably conclude that the alarm was likely related to this anomaly in the primordial dream space.

Cao Dezhi appeared in the formation of many Blood Gods and reserves of the Blood God Camp.

"Xu Yuan".

Xu Yuan followed Cao Dezhi to an open space.

Cao Dezhi's expression was solemn as he asked Xu Yuan, "Is your illusion space completely independent?"

Xu Yuan didn't hide anything; at this moment, he himself didn't know what kind of anomaly had occurred in the original dream space.

"When I obtained this soul skill, there was an illusion space closely related to my sea of ​​spirit. However, the illusion space in our legion that is used to convert abyssal energy was constructed by me alone and has no connection with me. Even if I leave here, the illusion space can still continue to exist. Moreover, no soul power was involved in the construction of this space. I constructed it by using my spiritual power to draw upon the power of the stars."

It took a long time to construct this primordial dream space. Xu Yuan used his dream space to access the outside universe through the characteristics of the spatial channel, and then used pure spiritual power to draw in the primordial stellar power from the outside world. He used his dream space as a bridge to transfer a large amount of primordial stellar power over, and it took a month to construct it.

It cannot be said that Xu Yuan created a small, illusory space that could exist permanently.

However, as long as the Blood God Legion continues to use its new soul-guided weapons, a very small portion of the power borrowed from the abyss energy will be sufficient to keep the Primal Dream Space running.

Moreover, even if there is no abyssal energy for the time being, it will not collapse immediately.

Therefore, this original dream space is indeed an independent system.

After hearing what Xu Yuan said, Cao Dezhi's expression also became serious.

"Senior, what exactly happened yesterday?" Xu Yuan asked.

He speculated that when the fundamental laws of the two planes collided, the primordial dream space, along with the seven forbidden techniques that utilize this space, could sense some special information.

However, he himself had never used it, so he didn't know the specifics.

Cao Dezhi stared at Xu Yuan, considering whether or not to explain the situation to him.

Xu Yuan was speechless upon seeing this.

Is information no longer being shared?

Old man, that's not fair of you!

"Senior, did you sense something unusual yesterday? The abyss tide yesterday was completely different from what was recorded. It wasn't as fierce as usual. Did you do something, senior?"

Cao Dezhi's expression changed repeatedly.

He looked at Xu Yuan, wondering if Xu Yuan already knew what he could see.

He quickly felt relieved.

That's being too cautious.

Xu Yuan has only just arrived here, how could he possibly find a way to show me this?

He himself certainly didn't know what was going on inside.

Moreover, if he knew that he could experience something different through this opportunity, he wouldn't let it pass by, would he?

Many thoughts flashed through Cao Dezhi's mind, which also dispelled his doubts that Xu Yuan had deliberately made him experience this change.

However, this illusionary space was ultimately created by Xu Yuan. He might not have been able to foresee it beforehand, but it was still possible that he could detect it during its outbreak and afterwards.

"At that time, the laws of the two planes must have collided. Although your illusion space was illusory, it was close to reality. In addition, my Seven Forbidden Techniques influenced it and linked it with the Abyss Passage, so it was greatly impacted. I also used this to sense some things at the level of laws."

Cao Dezhi briefly described the situation at the time.

Seeing that Xu Yuan was still staring intently at him, he had no choice but to reveal some more information.

"This time, I followed the laws and sensed some things about the abyss."

"As we knew before, the strength of the emperors in each of the 108 layers of the abyss is also similar to what we know. Only the first layer, where the Lord of the Abyss is stronger than we expected."

A hint of apprehension flashed in Cao Dezhi's eyes.

He couldn't help but feel a pang of fear whenever he recalled that powerful surge of energy.

Of course, he wasn't in despair. He knew that thing also had its concerns and dared not rashly infiltrate too much power into Douluo Star.

"You can't imagine how powerful the Abyss Saint King is," Cao Dezhi exclaimed.

“No, senior, I am well aware of the power of the Abyss Saint King, which is why I came to the Blood God Legion to study methods of devouring Abyss energy,” Xu Yuan said.

No, you don't know.

"No, I am very clear that the Abyss Saint King is also at an extremely high level in the universe. As far as I know, he is at least at the level of a main god."

Cao Dezhi: ? ? ?

"What kind of god-level?"

"In the most common classification of god-level realms in the universe, a life that has just become a god is defined as god-level. With cultivation, one can advance to the next level to become a true god-level, then a super god-level, and finally a chief god-level."

Xu Yuan looked at Cao Dezhi and explained some basic facts about the universe to him.

Cao Dezhi's expression kept changing.

"How do you know all this? And how are you so sure that the Abyss Saint King is a God-level being?"

"As the Hall Master of the Douluo Hall of the Tang Sect, you should know that before Star Luo Douluo, the Tang Sect had a small world called Dragon Valley."

Cao Dezhi nodded slowly, but quickly realized the details Xu Yuan had mentioned.

"That's right, we have a Dragon Valley Small World. You said it existed before, did something happen to the Dragon Valley Small World?"

"The Dragon Graveyard within the Dragon Valley Small World was targeted and its core was taken away. The entire small world space was in turmoil and broke away from the control of the Tang Sect. It was at that time that I gained the recognition of the remnant souls of nine Dragon Kings who should have been deities in their previous lives and were from the era of Dragon Gods in Dragon Valley."

Deities, the era of the Dragon God, the Dragon King, and his remnant soul.

These keywords sparked a multitude of thoughts in Cao Dezhi's mind.