Chương 813: Chapter 809: Arranging Formations Under Heaven, Summon the Spirit of the Plane!_1
"Hahaha."
The Abyssal Emperor laughed wildly from the other side of the crack.
"Humans, you have not yet realized the severity of the problem."
"In three months, it will be your day of death, the moment when all spirits are silenced and Soul Land succumbs to me, the Abyssal Emperor."
"If you dare, you can try jumping in right now."
As he spoke, the space crack slowly healed under the influence of the Abyssal Emperor.
Until his last glimpse of light disappeared from everyone's sight.
When the space crack vanished, the Western Coast of Soul Land returned to calm, with the waves gradually settling down.
The fierce winds between heaven and earth were slowly weakening.
The explosive energy was also gradually subsiding.
But the shattered ground and the dark ravines stood there, evidencing the tremendous battle that had taken place here just moments ago.
On the side of the Human Alliance Army, there was silence, and the atmosphere was quite strange.
Uncertain whether to worry or to celebrate.
Reasonably, this battle had been won.
With one heart and overwhelming momentum.
Without their help, Luo Yu alone had settled the fate of the heavens and the earth, blocking the abyssal plane.
Forcing the Abyssal Emperor to devour all his kin just to escape with his life.
If the enemy hadn't fled back to the abyss, it would have been a complete victory.
Having listened to the arrogant words of the Abyssal Emperor just now, a shadow was cast over everyone's hearts.
Because the enemy seemed far too confident.
Moreover, the already powerful Abyssal Emperor had merged with the essence of more than seventy emperors and the entire strength of the abyss.
Was that something Luo Yu could contend with alone?
After all, no matter how strong Luo Yu was, he was only one person, whereas the opponent represented the combined strength of an entire plane.
It was inevitable that people began to worry.
At this time, a woman's cold voice reprimanded.
"What are you all looking so downcast for?"
"Brother Yu fought off the abyss on his own—shouldn't we celebrate that?"
"Without Brother Yu, Soul Land would probably have perished today and become a paradise for those filthy creatures."
The speaker was none other than Empress Bibi Dong.
Then Qian Renxue also stepped forward, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the crowd.
"Yes, what's there to fear? As long as we are united, with unyielding spirit, what does it matter whether we live or die?"
"We women are not afraid to die; I doubt you men could be scared." The A'yin Sisters also stepped out in unison.
At that moment, Sword Douluo stepped forward. A man who had lived for the sword, mad for the sword, and passionately devoted to the sword.
He thrust his longsword into the ground.
Dropped to one knee, one fist clenched, pounding his chest.
His voice was sonorous and forceful.
"I, Jian Dao Chen Xin, am grateful to the Alliance Hierarch for protecting the people and saving the commoners!"
In his life, he had never knelt before heaven or earth, his eyes only held the Seven Kills Sword and the endless Sword Dao.
Yet Luo Yu had completely won him over.
Whether it was in the way of the sword or his actions in protecting the people.
As his words were spoken, they wielded an inexplicable power to inspire, as one after another, figures knelt down, their eyes filled with respect and sincerity.
"We are grateful for the great kindness of the Alliance Hierarch!"
Their voices rose in a chorus, resounding through the air.
The roaring sound was so powerful that it made the sea water surge with excitement.
Luo Yu, looking down at the figures below, saw many familiar faces.
His heart stirred with emotion.
What was the purpose of his hard cultivation? For freedom?
For power?
No, from the beginning, he cultivated for only one reason—to protect everything he wanted to protect.
To not let any crisis harm anything or anyone he cared about.
Today, he had achieved it.
And he would do the same in the future.
Because, to protect was his way, it was The Great Path that Luo Yu sought to pursue.
Luo Yu pressed his hand in the void.
"Rise."
All rise, their attention fixed on the man above in the sky.
"Everyone go back and recuperate. In three months, I will handle the matters of the abyss."
There were no boastful words, no promises, and no heart-stirring speeches.
Just a simple statement, "I will handle it."
Yet it seemed to carry a certain mysterious power, full of a sense of strength.
At this moment, countless people were moved, their eyes shining with fascination as they looked up at the youth in the sky.
The beautiful State Preceptress and the Charm Emperor were speechless for a long time.
Is this… what it means to be a man?
Facing such a deranged and powerful enemy, how strong must one's heart be to utter such calm words?
The coalition forces, who were originally apprehensive about what would happen in three months, now felt a sense of calm.
If Luo Yu had spoken with a strained voice, vowing to fight to the death, perhaps he could not have given them such peace of mind.
But the man's indifferent tone, as casual as if he were discussing household matters,
had quieted the restlessness in their hearts.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with wistfulness.
Though young, he did not show his emotions, was not disturbed by chaos, and was unaffected by honor or disgrace, all marks of a true king.
Such a genius, not seen in Soul Land for ten thousand years, maybe not even in a million years.
Geniuses are hard to find, kings even more so.
A talent that transcends the world, with the wisdom of a sage and the authority of a king, is even rarer.
Yet in this era, Luo Yu has emerged.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head repeatedly, sighing and saying, "It's over, I'm old, I'm old."
At this time, Bone Douluo couldn't help but interject:
"Sect Master, could you compare yourself when you were young?"
Ning Fengzhi immediately choked up, his face turning the color of a pig's liver.
He said with an awkward laugh:
"Elder Chen?"
"You're comparing me with this young man?"
"How to compare, ah? He is stronger than anyone in every aspect."
...
Half a month has passed since the great battle, and the news of the abyss coveting the Douluo plane has spread among the people.
From the emperor and nobles to the common peddlers and laborers.
Everyone knew the deeds of Luo Yu, and they knew that he protected the masses with his own strength.
In countless regions, the best sculptors were requested to carve statues of Luo Yu based on portraits, with starry brows and clear eyes, so handsome he seemed not of the mortal realm.
At the Martial Soul Hall far away, Luo Yu felt wave after wave of formless strength coming from all directions of heaven and earth.
Entering his body.
His strength did not increase, but his affinity for heaven and earth continued to climb.
The ten golden dragons also became more dazzling.
Luo Yu couldn't help but be amazed.
The Power of Destiny can be improved further?
The Power of Destiny he now possessed was probably unprecedented in the history of Soul Land since its formation.
He was now in a secret chamber, having dismissed everyone else.
Because a task that he had always wanted to undertake was now ripe for action.
Over the past half-month, he had solidified the hidden injuries left behind from that battle, and had repeatedly refined the Soul Searching Technique's flaws. Now, he had finally mastered it completely.
He took out the object Gu Yuena used to seal the Rakshasa God.
Using the incantation and projecting his spiritual power into it,
"Swoosh!"
He entered another dark world where the space was empty except for eight pillars standing tall.
The Rakshasa God's ethereal Divine Spirit was bound by chains.
Locked in the center of the eight pillars, utterly immobile.
The Rakshasa God had been tortured beyond recognition.
Hearing the noise, he immediately looked up, his eyes revealing a ghostly gaze.
"It's you, you bastard."
"Where is that woman, where is she?"
Luo Yu slowly walked up to him.
"Slap!"
A slap was thrown, delivering a resounding smack across the Rakshasa God's face.
"Behave, I don't have time for your nonsense…"
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