Blood Spring didn't even have the patience to continue accumulating Spirit Power to level 90.
He directly sacrificed all the fallen ones of Slaughter City to forcibly elevate his own cultivation to level 90 and complete the condensation of his ninth Spirit Ring.
The reason for such a mad notion was entirely because his evolved Blood Lake Martial Spirit had never let him down.
"Bastard!"
The Slaughter King was furious to the point of cracking his eye sockets.
However, facing Blood Spring's sacrifice, he could do nothing.
Hidden within Blood Spring's Sea of Consciousness, Su Ming, who was possessing Blood Spring, looked at the Slaughter King.
He curled his lip disdainfully.
This Slaughter King's strength wasn't impressive, merely at the Ninety-Seventh Level Super Douluo tier.
For such a level to serve as the Slaughter King of Slaughter City was rather degrading.
After all, this was the Shura God's inheritance site. Obtaining the Killing God Domain meant automatically qualifying for the Shura God's Trials.
For such a crucial location to not have an Ultimate Douluo... when Su Ming first learned this, he was also surprised.
But after careful investigation, he realized this seemed normal.
Slaughter City didn't nurture people; the Shura God didn't nurture people either. He merely cast a wide net.
The strength of Slaughter City's Slaughter King depended entirely on the level of powerhouses on the continent.
In this era, Ultimate Douluo didn't exist in the entire Douluo Continent. Even within the Spirit Hall, no Ultimate Douluo existed, only a Ninety-Eighth Level Peak Douluo from the Qian Family—Qian Daoliu's grandfather.
Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen were already born and traveling the continent, beginning to make their mark.
Only by delving deep into history could Su Ming sense the changes in the continent's fortune.
Fortune wasn't static, nor was it constantly increasing.
Fortune rose and fell in waves.
On the Douluo Plane, every ten thousand years was a period of fortune expansion—namely, the three nodes of Douluo 1, 2, and 3.
Su Ming had now arrived a hundred years before Douluo 1. At this time, fortune was just beginning to expand and rise.
Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu were the ones who stood out in this era.
While the Slaughter King was shocked and furious, bloody energy began to suffuse the area around his body.
Yet, to his disbelief, his own bloody energy was also being devoured by the sea of blood below.
"How is this possible?"
The Slaughter King's anger turned to fear. "Stop, you bastard! Stop!"
This scoundrel was going to destroy Slaughter City!
Thinking of the deity who had left Slaughter City behind, the Slaughter King shivered.
If this place was destroyed, that deity would likely be angered and unleash divine punishment, right?
Blood Spring was also terrified now.
Because he found that although he had achieved his envisioned goal, he could no longer control the Blood Lake.
The so-called Blood Lake was rapidly spreading, fusing with the entirety of Slaughter City.
His power had long been insufficient to control the Blood Lake; it was only Su Ming using the Rakshasa God's faith to help him maintain control.
Rakshasa and Shura were originally one.
Without Su Ming's help, Blood Spring's flaws were immediately exposed.
How could an Evil Spirit Master have no side effects?
Su Ming had merely helped him plug the gaps.
Once Su Ming withdrew his support, the Blood Lake became uncontrollable.
The upheaval in Slaughter City quickly attracted the Shura God's attention.
However, the Shura God did not intervene.
He waited for the disturbance here to conclude.
If Slaughter City was destroyed, he could simply descend a bit of divine power to rebuild it.
As for descending personally?
Laughable.
His attention was currently focused on the world of the Tang Sect in Bashu, observing Tang San's growth. How could he risk complications at this juncture?
He had planned for far too long to turn fiction into reality, using a wisp of his split soul incarnated as Tang San to escape the universe's awareness and transcend. He couldn't rashly intervene at this critical moment.
Simultaneously, because Blood Spring's Martial Spirit emitted a special aura of Laws, he continued to observe.
Observe, but not act.
"This Law feels familiar."
The Shura God pondered.
Sacrificing an entire Slaughter City had actually opened a spatial channel—one connecting to the Abyss.
"Interesting. When did the Abyss plant a marker on Douluo Planet?"
The Shura God didn't believe a random Martial Spirit out of control or sacrifice could attract the Abyss.
The Abyss must have, at some unknown time, sent a force to the Douluo Continent. This force merged with Blood Spring, causing his Martial Spirit mutation. Once it matured, it could open an Abyssal channel.
This method was fairly common in the universe. The Demon Plane relied on it for survival. As for the Abyss, it mostly forcefully attached itself, but it also had such methods to establish channels remotely.
The Douluo Plane was a subordinate plane of the God Realm. The Abyss naturally wouldn't dare forcefully attach itself, so it could only establish a channel.
Understanding this, the Shura God pondered whether to eliminate this channel.
After a moment's thought, he dismissed the idea.
"Let the Abyss stay. This Abyssal channel is within my Slaughter City, so it's within controllable limits."
While thinking this, he remotely stabilized the channel from afar, preventing the Abyss on the other side from unilaterally controlling it.
Since you're here, don't think about leaving.
On the other side, within the Abyss...
The Abyssal Sage King broke out in goosebumps.
He now deeply regretted his decision.
"If only I hadn't responded to that side."
He was utterly remorseful.
Suddenly sensing a summoning, the Abyssal Sage King was naturally curious why an unfamiliar plane was transmitting a summoning force to establish a spatial channel.
If it were just that, he certainly wouldn't have responded. His mother had taught him that as a plane primarily focused on devouring, the Abyss must act cautiously every time, not casually establish spatial channels, and even when establishing one, not make it too stable, to allow for easy severance when needed.
Other planes were the Abyss's sustenance, but the Abyss was also sustenance in the eyes of some others.
The Abyss could easily devour other material planes, converting them into energy form, then rapidly flee.
Similarly, the Abyss could easily be captured and entirely devoured, all its energy becoming another's gain.
The Abyssal Sage King had firmly remembered his mother's advice.
However, this summoning was extraordinary, causing a strange palpitation in his heart, a fatal attraction.
It was as if something the Abyss lacked had appeared.
Thus, the Abyssal Sage King forgot his mother's advice and, as if guided by spirits, established a channel.
Then, he was caught by the Shura God.
He was relieved that the Shura God didn't directly attack, merely stabilizing the channel before withdrawing his divine power.
The Abyssal Sage King left the Abyss, anxiously waiting in the cosmic void hundreds of times the Abyss's diameter away for several months.
Only when he sensed no threat did he dare gradually return towards the Abyss.
A full year later, he finally returned to the interior of the Abyss.
By then, the Abyssal creatures within had spontaneously begun exploring the other side of the channel.
However, limited by the channel's capacity, at most Seventh-Rank Abyssal creatures had passed through to the Slaughter City on the other side.
The other side. Slaughter City.
Seeing the Shura God act to stabilize the channel, Su Ming knew his plan had succeeded.
"However, the Shura God didn't detect the timeline issue this time. It seems not all alterations to the timeline are noticeable to him."
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