The Abyssal Spacetime was thrown into chaos.
Jian Wushuang and Hu Qing were still managing; although they hadn't yet found Berut himself, dealing with the bats wasn't an issue.
These bats were formed from the essence of the mid-level spacetime.
Naturally, they were also part of the Northern Spacetime's lifeforms.
Their divine power reached up to 20 million at most.
"Hu Qing, stop deducing. Let's leave here while the devouring power of the abyss hasn't reached its peak!" Jian Wushuang was growing anxious.
After searching around and not finding any trace of Berut, they were now faced with an increasing number of bats in the abyss.
Berut was likely devouring the entire essence of the mid-level spacetime.
At this point, not only could they not find him, but even if they did, they wouldn't be a match for him.
It had reached an unstoppable stage.
The only option left was to escape!