28: Chapter 28 Abyss Clan

Su Ming's situation was completely different from that of the other nine trialists.

At this moment, Shen Ce was directing his retainers to fight fiercely against the Abyss Infernal Imps in the distance.

His Divine Realm attribute was Shadow.

The retainers he recruited were all shadowy figures.

"The Hanging Pagoda truly lives up to its reputation as one of the top opportunities in the Hanging Secret Realm. Just the ninth stage is already this difficult. With my strength, I'm afraid I can only clear up to the second floor at most; as for the third floor, I might not even pass it."

Shen Ce looked at his retainers fighting in the distance, his heart filled with emotion.

Shen Ce and the others were all meticulously cultivated children of aristocratic families with inherently strong talent, yet facing the endless stream of Abyssal monsters, they were still struggling hard.

The main reason Su Ming could take it so easily was his Nether Sovereign ability.

Even if any of the other nine were gods with the Nether attribute, they could not convert the corpses of slain monsters into undead. They could not sustain their fighting through warfare or grow their numbers as they fought, leaving them with no choice but to purely exhaust their own divine power and retainers in a desperate struggle.

If they knew that Su Ming had crushed all nine stages and was even complaining that the trial was too easy, their minds would probably shatter.

At this moment, however, the relaxed look on Su Ming's face faded away.

Inside the Abyssal Gate in the distance, monsters appeared once again.

One massive figure after another—three meters tall with ferocious bone structures and pitch-black bodies—stepped out from the black mist!

Holding sharp bone blades and possessing bone frames as hard as iron, every sweep of their bone blades carried a biting corrosive power, sending large swathes of Undead Retainers flying back.

"Abyssal Bone Demons!"

Su Ming's eyes narrowed, a trace of seriousness finally rising in them.

The previous Abyss Worms and Abyss Infernal Imps were merely bottom-tier cannon fodder of the Abyss; although numerous, they posed no real threat.

The Abyssal Bone Demons were different; they were genuine main battle retainers of the Abyssal Race with strong foundations, and there were even historical precedents of Bone Demons transforming and breaking their shackles to become gods.

These were high-tier monsters with true growth potential and deadly combat capabilities.

Su Ming focused his mind to sense their aura, and his tense mind relaxed slightly.

This batch of Abyssal Bone Demons stepping out of the secret realm's gate were all at only the Extraordinary Stage 3 cultivation.

Compared to ordinary monsters, it was already a qualitative leap, but still well within his limits.

Soon, a full thousand Abyssal Bone Demons had completely stepped out of the Abyssal Gate, standing in formation with chilling demonic energy surrounding them.

Behind them, even more infernal imps and worms surged forth continuously, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, filling the entire plain once again.

However, what truly caused Su Ming's expression to turn grave and heightened his guard was not that army of a thousand Bone Demons.

Rather, it was that profound dark shadow slowly stepping out from the depths of the Abyssal Gate.

When he clearly saw the strange Abyssal demon runes flowing over the dark shadow's body, Su Ming's eyes shrank sharply, his expression instantly becoming solemn to the extreme.

"A true Abyssal kinsman!"

His heart shook violently. He had never expected that the Hanging Pagoda's trial simulation could actually replicate a living original Abyssal Race member!

This was no longer a simple monster retainer, but an alien race equal to human gods!

The instant the dark shadow appeared, countless pitch-black cursed lights erupted from its body, pouring into all the surrounding Bone Demons and Infernal Imps.

Blessed by the power of the Abyssal Curse, the aura of all the monsters skyrocketed instantly; their physical strength and corrosive power were enhanced in all aspects, doubling their ferocity!

"Abyssal Curse!"

Su Ming instantly recognized the enemy's technique.

This was a curse system unique to the Abyssal Race, on par with the divine arts of human gods. Unpredictable and strange, it excelled at buffs, corrosion, and curses, making it extremely troublesome.

Without a moment's hesitation, law power flared brightly at Su Ming's fingertips, launching a highly condensed, pitch-black death ray in an instant. It tore through the sky, aiming straight at the Abyssal kinsman's vital spots!

However, the opponent possessed a bizarre movement technique. His body flickered intangibly, barely dodging to the side at the moment the ray hit; the black beam skimmed past his shoulder, shattering a large swath of dark mist.

"God Lord, leave this scoundrel to me!"

Sargalian flapped his wings and soared into the sky, his dragon eyes locked onto the Abyssal kinsman, his gaze filled with wild disdain.

"No need."

Su Ming raised his hand slightly and spoke calmly, "I can use this battle to familiarize myself with divine arts and refine my mastery over laws. You just go clear out the Bone Demon army."

"As you command!"

Sargalian said no more. His massive dragon body broke through the air, charging into the Bone Demon formation.

The three-meter-tall Abyssal Bone Demons were as tiny as ants before the World-Ending Black Dragon.

With a sweep of his dragon claws, the indestructible heads of the Bone Demons shattered instantly, black blood spraying everywhere.

Yet the Bone Demons whose heads were shattered did not fall to the ground; instead, they were quickly infested by Nether Yin Qi.

These Bone Demons turned their bone blades around, frantically hacking at their nearby kin, once again staging a slaughter of fratricide.

In the void above, the Abyssal kinsman witnessed this, a flicker of shock and deliberation flashing across his eyes; clearly, he felt wary of this eerie undead transformation power.

In the next instant, however, his own crisis arrived.

Pitch-black beams of light tore through the air from all directions, countless death rays weaving into an airtight web of absolute doom, completely blocking off all his retreat paths.

The Abyssal kinsman creased his brow tightly, not daring to take the hits directly. He instantly mobilized his origin demonic power, causing a thick black barrier to rise around him, firmly enveloping his body.

Zzzzzzz—!

Dense death rays violently struck the demonic shield, annihilation power erupting wildly. The thick demonic shield was instantly covered in cracks before shattering and dissipating with a crash.

Dense corrosive wounds crawled all over the Abyssal kinsman's body, greyish-black demonic blood continually dripping from his festering flesh, melting into wisps of poisonous miasma the instant it hit the ground.

He forcibly stabilized his divine soul and vital areas to avoid fatal injury, but his heart had already grown grave to the extreme.

The dark mist slowly dispersed. As vision cleared, the Abyssal kinsman's pupils shrank violently.

Su Ming, who had originally stood in the distance, had already shattered the void, crossing dozens of zhang in an instant to close in right before him!

A long, slender, pitch-black war scythe floated in his palm. The scythe blade gleamed with a cold, annihilating light, while the shaft flowed with clear, heavy death law runes. Every inch of the blade vibrated slightly, slicing the surrounding void and exuding a deadly silence that brought an end to all things.

This was another death divine art mastered by Su Ming—Death Scythe!

Facing Death Scythe at close range, the Abyssal kinsman held back no longer. The murky Abyssal energy around him surged furiously as he raised his hand to condense a ferocious demonic saber, its blade wrapped in putrid miasma.

As black mist billowed and the void trembled, rings of decay ripples formed under his feet. His figure blurred completely into translucence, using the miasma to conceal himself and hide his tracks, waiting for a chance to launch a sneak attack.

In the next instant, crisp clangs of clashing metal exploded continuously in the void!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Holding the long Death Scythe, Su Ming flicked his wrist, sending layers of cold arcs spraying from the blade, precisely parrying and striking back against every attack of the demonic saber coming from the shadows.

The two blades of law clashed and fought at extreme speeds in the void, leaving behind dense afterimages; ordinary people could not track the course of the battle at all.

In the heat of the fierce battle, Su Ming suddenly closed his eyes.

Ignoring visual sight, he immersed his entire mind into the spatial fluctuations, sensing airflow trajectories and law vibrations to capture the movement of his concealed opponent.

The naked eye sees illusion; the laws reveal the true form.

A few breaths later, Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as a blade as he declared with certainty:

"Got you!"

With those words, he stepped onto the void, and the death laws around him suddenly boiled.

A pitch-black scythe glow several zhang long slashed down through the air, tearing apart the pervasive miasma and precisely locking onto a blind spot in the void!

"Roar—!"

The Abyssal kinsman hidden in the black mist was forcibly forced out into his true form, letting out a violent and enraged roar.

With no way to dodge, he desperately condensed a massive ball of demonic flames; roaring black fire surged and rose, directly facing the incoming Death Scythe glow.

Chhh—!

An ear-piercing sound of annihilation rang across heaven and earth.

The Abyssal demonic flames, capable of burning a god's body, were fragile and vulnerable before pure death laws, thoroughly torn apart and annihilated into nothingness in an instant.

The domineering scythe glow lost none of its momentum, slashing fiercely onto the Abyssal kinsman's shoulder!

Crack!

A crisp cracking sound suddenly resounded.

The Abyssal kinsman's hard demonic body was like glass or shattered jade, instantly covered in dense, pitch-black cracks. His entire body could no longer maintain its form, shattering with a bang and dissipating into the spatial miasma.