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Chapter 300 - Chapter 300: The Abyss Plane, the Nine Great Abyss Emperors!

The Abyss Plane and the Douluo Plane are fundamentally different; this is a fundamental opposition between two forms of existence.

The universe is vast, nurturing countless planes.

Material Planes, like the Douluo Continent, exist in the form of stars, suspended within the universe, and follow the laws of the material world.

Beyond these, there exist even more mysterious Energy Planes, and the Abyss is one of them.

This is a world built entirely from pure energy. The life forms within it are more akin to essences of energy, yet they paradoxically manifest physical forms.

Those beings that roam the various layers of the Abyss may seem to have physical bodies, but in essence, they are merely highly condensed clusters of energy.

Among the many Energy Planes, the Abyss is considered an anomaly.

Like a Taotie in the cosmos, it insatiably devours one plane after another to strengthen itself.

After countless years of conquest, the Abyss has devoured hundreds of planes, its power swelling to a heart-stopping degree.

Now, the Douluo Plane has become its next target.

Once it succeeds in devouring it, the Abyss can complete its final transformation and evolve into a true God Realm.

Conversely, if the Douluo Plane can counter-devour the Abyss, it too can achieve a leap in its plane level.

The Abyss Plane is divided into one hundred and eight layers. Each layer houses a unique Abyssal race, ruled by an Abyss Emperor.

In the lowest, the one-hundred-and-eighth layer, resides the supreme ruler of the Abyss, the Abyssal Saint King.

These Emperors possess a near-immortal nature. Even if killed, they can be reborn from the Abyssal energy of their respective layer.

Only by completely eradicating them will their corresponding Abyssal layer collapse.

For ordinary Soul Masters, completely eradicating an Abyss Emperor is nothing short of a fantasy.

But to Fang Yang, this was merely an effortless task.

"It's time."

Fang Yang took a single step. His figure created a ripple in the void and vanished in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared at the edge of the plane's barrier.

The space before him twisted and warped. The aura of the Abyss Plane was rapidly fading, as if it were about to completely disappear into the void.

"Is it not a joy to have friends coming from afar?" Fang Yang sneered, casually raising his right hand.

A faint light flowed around his fingertip, and a cluster of black flames silently ignited.

The flame was as deep as ink, seemingly capable of devouring everything. The surrounding space slightly warped under the burning of this flame.

"Go."

A stream of black light shot through the air, instantly piercing the spatial barrier of the Abyss Plane and stabbing deep into its core.

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Abyss Plane, 108th Layer, Abyssal Palace.

Here, there was no concept of light, only eternal silence and a gloom deeper than darkness itself.

The entire palace was forged from the core remnants of countless devoured planes, exuding a palpable aura of dread.

At the end of the palace, a majestic throne stood in the center of the darkness.

The throne was a hundred *zhang* tall, pitch-black all over, its surface flowing with a dark energy as viscous as mercury.

Upon the throne, a figure sat silently.

He had long, crystalline, snow-white hair that cascaded down to his waist like a waterfall.

His face was so pale it was almost translucent, his features so exquisite they surpassed mortal aesthetics.

A pair of pure black eyes held no trace of white, so deep they were like the Abyss itself, reflecting the birth and death of worlds.

His slender fingers rested lightly on the armrest, tapping rhythmically against the dark crystal.

Dressed in a black robe, its wide, thick collar flared to the sides. A massive black cape spread out behind him, seemingly merging into the shadows of the entire Abyss.

At this moment, this monarch who sat at the pinnacle of the Abyss—the Abyssal Saint King—slowly raised his gaze.

Those eyes of pure darkness pierced through layers of space, indifferently gazing at the Heavenly Flame that had torn through the barrier.

His pale face showed no fluctuation of emotion, as if nothing in the world could pique his interest.

"The plane traversal is being interfered with..." the Abyssal Saint King murmured, his voice echoing in the deathly silent palace. "It seems I've encountered an unexpected opponent."

The black Heavenly Flame pierced through the final barrier, appearing above the Abyssal Palace.

Wherever the flame passed, even the dark energy that formed the very foundation of the Abyss was burning and being annihilated.

The Abyssal Saint King slowly rose to his feet, his cape fluttering without wind.

"In that case, there's no need to leave."

He raised his right hand and gently clenched it towards the cluster of black flames.

It was as if the entire Abyss Plane had come to life at this moment. Countless plane powers surged from all directions, transforming into billions of dark chains that snaked towards the Heavenly Flame.

Ancient Abyssal runes were carved on every chain, exuding a terrifying aura capable of suppressing all things.

"Let this King see just what kind of divine being dares to obstruct my Abyss's conquest."

The Abyssal Saint King's voice echoed through every layer of the Abyss. The one hundred and seven Abyss Emperors awoke simultaneously, and the power of the entire Abyss Plane began to boil.

"Interesting."

Fang Yang stood with his hands behind his back. Sensing the plane power coming from the Abyss, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

Just then, a stream of silver light shot through the sky. Gu Yuena's figure appeared beside him.

Her silver hair was like a waterfall, her violet eyes cold and clear, and an aura that made one's heart palpitate surrounded her.

"I'm here to help you," Gu Yuena said softly.

Fang Yang nodded slightly. "Very well. Let's see what this Abyss, which has devoured countless planes, is truly capable of."

The next moment, their figures vanished into the void, entering the Abyss world directly.

In the 108th layer's Abyssal Palace, the Abyssal Saint King suddenly raised his head. For the first time, a flicker of emotion passed through his pure black eyes.

"Two uninvited guests, is it..."

He slowly rose to his feet, dark energy surging around him like a tide. "Then let this King give you a proper welcome."

Nine figures suddenly appeared before the throne, each exuding a terrifying, suffocating aura.

They were the nine strongest Abyss Emperors in the Abyss Plane, second only to the Saint King.

The Spirit Monarch, skilled in spiritual attacks, formless and intangible, impossible to defend against.

The Blaze Monarch, who controls the Abyssal Flames, able to incinerate the heavens and boil the seas.

The Devil Monarch, master of the Abyssal Devil Puppets, with an immortal physical body.

The Scythe Monarch, who wields the laws of space, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

The Wisdom Monarch, unrivaled in strategy, controlling the tides of battle.

The Transformation Monarch, capable of a thousand changes, bizarre and unpredictable.

The Bee Monarch, who commands hundreds of millions of bees, a swarm that blots out the sky.

The Black Monarch, who devours all things to absorb them for his own use.

The Longhorn Beetle Monarch, the Saint King's mount, possessing boundless strength.

"We greet you, Lord Saint King."

The nine bowed in unison, their voices echoing in the spacious palace.

The Abyssal Saint King's gaze swept over the nine emperors, a deep light flashing in his pure black eyes.

"We have guests who have invaded our world. Go. Let them witness the majesty of the Abyss."

The nine emperors raised their heads simultaneously, their eyes burning with a bloodthirsty light.

At this moment, the entire Abyss Plane fully awakened. The energy of all one hundred and eight layers began to surge frantically.

And at this very moment, Fang Yang and Gu Yuena had already set foot in the first layer of the Abyss. Before them lay a boundless darkness, and within it, the countless Abyssal creatures stirred restlessly.

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