The Master of the Mucous Sea's heart-wrenching, pain-filled, furious roar echoed through the filthy air of the Rotting Abyss, body convulsing, twisting violently.
The Destruction Curse, forcibly shoved back into its own wounds by [Space-Time Graft], under the terrifying amplification of [Origin Paradox] by three hundred thousand times, nearly blew open a horrifying giant hole through its massive filthy body!
Dark green nearly black origin pus poured out like an uncontrollable waterfall, dyeing the roiling Mucous Sea below an even deeper, desperate color.
The origin of the Rotting Abyss trembled violently due to the master's grave injury, and it seemed like the entire Rotting Abyss was wailing.
The rhythm of the surging Mucous Sea became chaotic, and in the peripheral areas, large swathes of grey-white dead, necrotic, like festering sores, began to appear.
"Now is the moment! Kunpeng!" Shen Fei's divine thought, like a cold command, precisely seized this fleeting battle chance.
