章 1187: Perfection

In the depths of the Abyssal Hole, at the bottom of the ocean—

Su Ping was floating in the darkness. The underwater battle was already over. Many gods' souls, including the Night Sky Clan's prince, had died in battle; only some Ascendant souls survived.

The battle between Emperor Yi and the Nether Dragon had also ended. Even emperors like them suffered injuries.

Neither of them could kill the other. It was barely possible for an emperor to kill a peer, unless they were both determined to fight until one of them perished. Nothing could be done if one of them wanted to flee.

A long time had passed since the shocking battle. However, there was no track of time in the Naihe Soul Ocean. According to the perception of the countless undead creatures floating there, "some" time had passed.