198: Chapter 198 Lord of Fear

Following the kill notification were alerts for dropped equipment and items, as well as successful skill and Talent plunder.

Tang Mo turned a deaf ear to them, raising his hand as another super-giant typhoon manifested within the abyss.

The violent wind force directly sent the surrounding Demon Imps flying.

Under Tang Mo's dual fierce output, the Demon Imps at the entrance were quickly cleared out.

Similar to other abysses, these Demon Imps mostly dropped diamond-grade equipment, with the occasional piece of supreme-grade equipment.

Tang Mo didn't mind either way, feeding everything indiscriminately to the nine revolutions coiling dragon staff.

Although it took a hundred items to increase a single experience point, he couldn't resist the sheer volume of diamond-grade equipment. Combined with dozens of pieces of supreme-grade equipment, they forcibly provided 100 experience points for the nine revolutions coiling dragon staff.

As he ventured deeper, the level and strength of the ferocious beasts gradually began to increase.

However, to Tang Mo, it made no difference at all.

The pitch-black, horned beasts lined up one by one under Tang Mo's mental control and walked into the Corrosive Poison Barrier.

While the Corrosive Poison Barrier corroded their flesh, it simultaneously claimed their lives.

The entire process took no more than a second.

[Killed Level 254 Holy Spirit Knight, Exp +6.6 billion, Poison Damage +50, Endurance +80, Spirit +80, Slaughter Value +1]

[Killed Level 276 Necromancer, Exp +7.6 billion, Poison Damage +50, Endurance +80, Spirit +80, Slaughter Value +1]

[Killed Level 288 Dark Mystic, Exp +8 billion, Poison Damage +50, Endurance +80, Spirit +80, Slaughter Value +1]

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Then came another massive influx of equipment, items, skills, and Talents.

Tang Mo focused all his energy on collecting the equipment and items on the ground.

Since the level and strength of the beasts had increased, the quality of the dropped equipment naturally saw a significant improvement.

The vast majority of the equipment was supreme-grade, with diamond-grade equipment rarely appearing anymore.

Before long, Tang Mo had finished clearing the nearby beasts.

The experience of the nine revolutions coiling dragon staff rose by more than 1,200 points again.

Although he was still over 7,000 points away from the 10,000-point upgrade requirement,

Tang Mo believed that as he continued deeper, the quality of the equipment would only get better, and the experience gap would grow smaller and smaller.

As he pushed further in, the surrounding air began to turn even colder. Even Tang Mo's continuous casting of flame aura-type skills couldn't stop this chill; it was as if the cold was emanating from within his own body.

During this time, Tang Mo even released several super-large-scale area-of-effect fire skills in an attempt to change the surrounding temperature.

Unfortunately, even with heat waves hitting his face, he still couldn't withstand that bone-piercing cold.

Tang Mo simply gave up struggling, letting the cold pierce his bones while he focused single-mindedly on collecting the dropped equipment and items.

Sure enough, once the beasts reached level 300 or higher, the number of saint artifact-grade equipment dropped upon death increased.

In just a short while, Tang Mo had fed dozens of pieces of saint artifact-grade equipment to the nine revolutions coiling dragon staff.

Since the beasts in the abyss also followed the pyramid rule, beasts with higher levels and strength were fewer in number.

Tang Mo's idea of upgrading the nine revolutions coiling dragon staff in one go was destined to fail.

After finishing off all the level 300 and level 400 beasts, the experience points of the nine revolutions coiling dragon staff had only just reached a bit over 4,000.

The surrounding air grew even colder.

To be precise, Tang Mo's body felt even colder.

Stepping further forward, a massive black object resembling a cicada cocoon hung high in mid-air.

The moment he looked up at it, Tang Mo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, a bone-chilling cold instantly sweeping through his entire body.

Tang Mo realized that this probably wasn't due to the environment, but was instead the Abyss Lord's method of attack.

“Such a bizarre method of attack... even my super divine artifact, the Xingtian Battle Armor, can't defend against it.”

Tang Mo's face was pale; this was likely the most difficult Abyss Lord he had ever encountered.

“Striking first is better. Once I destroy you, this strange attack will naturally stop.”

Just as Tang Mo was about to act, a deep voice suddenly reached his ears.

“No! The cold you feel comes from within your own heart; it has nothing to do with me.”

As soon as the voice fell, the massive cocoon in mid-air suddenly coalesced, revealing its true form.

Beneath a white mask was a smoke-like black robe, floating in the air as if it had no physical form.

Eight slender claws emerged from beneath the black robe, stepping on the air as if they were walking on solid ground.

[Lord of Fear]

[Level: 1434]

[Talent: Mind Reading]

[Strength: 280 Trillion]

[Agility: 219 Trillion]

[Spirit: 480 Trillion]

[Endurance: 381 Trillion]

[Skills: Awe-Inspiring (Lv1400), Doubled Fear (Lv1400), Heart-Piercing Bone-Erosion (Lv1400), Immaculate Body (Lv1400), Emotional Intake (Lv1400), Terror Dreamscape (Lv1400), Heart-Eating Soul-Snatching (Lv1400), Immortal and Indestructible (Lv1400), ...]

Tang Mo frowned; this Lord of Fear made him feel an instinctive annoyance.

Its entire set of skills and attacks was extremely bizarre, to the point where even a super divine artifact couldn't block them.

“As expected, it’s better to just kill it.”

Tang Mo raised his hand again, his incantation nearly finished.

On the Lord of Fear's originally expressionless mask, a different expression suddenly appeared.

It was anxiety; it was fear.

“No! No! No! Please don't kill me, I think we can cooperate.”

Tang Mo chuckled, his movements not stopping.

“Sorry, I'm not interested in any cooperation regarding conquering humanity or becoming a human monarch, so you should just die!”

As soon as he spoke, a large golden bell appeared in mid-air.

Melodious chimes began to emanate from the bell, and as it rang, the body of the bell also began to rotate slowly.

“The cooperation I want to discuss isn't about being a ruler of humans! It's about the Thousand Spirit Realm, the Myriad Spirit Realm, and even the Holy Spirit Realm!”

The Lord of Fear shouted in terror while using several claws to tightly protect its masked face.

It was evident that it was truly panicked; the color of its mask had even turned several shades whiter.

Kaka kaka...

In mid-air, the rotation of the golden bell grew slower and slower, finally coming to a stop.

Sensing no attack, the Lord of Fear slowly turned its head back.

Seeing that Tang Mo was silent and just standing there quietly watching it, the Lord of Fear knew he was waiting for it to provide a satisfactory answer.

Thus, the Lord of Fear began to slowly explain to Tang Mo exactly what the Thousand Spirit Realm, Myriad Spirit Realm, and Holy Spirit Realm were, and why it wanted to cooperate with him.