61: Chapter 61 The Power of the Abyss!

"An Abyssal Demon King?"

Veins popped on Hong Feng's aged face, and the staff in his hand trembled slightly from his excessive grip.

He stared at the dark red figure in the sky, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"No wonder they could control our people so silently!"

He slammed his staff heavily onto the ground, and the magic power around him surged frantically like a boiling ocean.

"Minister Lin, lend me a hand!"

Hong Feng roared, and a blinding light burst from the tip of his staff.

Lin Haina did not reply, but the speed of his hand seals suddenly accelerated.

"Acceleration Array! Form!"

"Might Array! Form!"

"Mana Gathering Array! Form!"

"Damage Reduction Array! Form!"

"..."

Countless runes flew rapidly, instantly forming over a dozen amplification arrays in the void.

As Lin Haina's dozen or so amplification arrays were formed, the entire sky seemed to be set ablaze.

With the support of the arrays, Hong Feng erupted with unprecedented power.

The magic power at the tip of his staff was as dazzling as a burning star.

"Divine Thunder Judgment!"

This time, Hong Feng held nothing back, directly casting a high-tier Forbidden Curse.

The thunderclouds above the vault of heaven instantly turned purple-gold, and countless thunder dragons churned and roared within the cloud layers.

Every bolt of lightning contained the laws of destruction, and wherever they passed, space shattered inch by inch!

"Roar!"

The Golden Dragon beneath Ye Fenghua, Commander looked up and let out a long cry, its dragon might vast for a thousand miles.

His entire body was likewise boiling with Golden Dragon qi. He raised one hand high, and the surging dragon qi converged entirely within it.

"Golden Dragon God Spear!"

A magic spear spanning the horizon appeared in his hand, its tip shining with a cold light that pierced the void.

As Ye Fenghua, Commander threw it with all his might, the spear turned into a streak of light, striking the blood-colored barrier simultaneously with the sky-filling thunder judgment.

Rumble!

This collision made the entire city seem to tremble!

The surging fluctuations caused the blood-colored barrier to shake violently, and countless cracks appeared on its surface as if it would shatter at any moment!

"Hehe, it's useless."

Seeing the cracks appear on the barrier before him, Athos let out an elegant, light laugh.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand, spreading his five fingers.

Above his head, the Abyssal Rift that seemed to tear the sky apart spewed out a vast expanse of deep red energy spanning a thousand miles.

As the deep red energy washed down, the barrier that was originally covered in cracks began to heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Its thickness increased several times over, and its color became as deep as congealed blood!

Ye Fenghua, Commander, Hong Feng, and Lin Haina's gazes narrowed simultaneously.

"That rift connects to the true Abyss. Under the continuous injection of Abyssal Power..."

"...our attack intensity is unable to pierce through that barrier in a single strike."

Hearing this, a trace of decisiveness appeared on Hong Feng's face. "I can cut off the energy output from the Abyssal Rift, but I need a little time."

"How long?"

"Three minutes."

"Three minutes is too long. Those examinees..."

"Then there is no other way. Whether they live or die depends on the fate of those examinees themselves."

As Hong Feng's words fell, the surrounding heaven and earth magic power boiled, frantically converging into his body.

And while Hong Feng was accumulating magic power, on the platform inside the illusion tower, dark red Abyssal Power surged like a tide.

The Ram-horned Demon Balna took a step forward, his foot treading upon the void and creating spider-web-like cracks.

"Which one should I start with?"

His scarlet tongue licked over his fangs, his gaze scanning the trembling examinees before finally fixing on Lu Yin, who was surrounded by Death Soldier.

"Oh? Found you! You were the one who killed Ars, weren't you?"

Balna raised his hand with a sinister grin, and a scarlet sharp claw instantly condensed, grabbing toward Lu Yin!

However, facing Balna's attack, the corner of Lu Yin's mouth curled into an arc.

He had just felt this major exam was boring, and now two Abyssal Demon Generals had delivered themselves to his door.

Bang!

Just as Lu Yin was about to summon other Death Soldier, a piercing gunshot rang out first.

A bullet as fast as a meteor collided with that scarlet claw phantom, and then both vanished into the void.

"Everyone, we of the Human Race and the Abyssal Demons are irreconcilable enemies. Even in death, we cannot simply offer our necks to be slaughtered!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw Baili Qiansheng still maintaining his shooting posture, his slightly youthful face full of determination.

His words were like a clap of thunder, exploding on the deathly silent platform.

The examinees who were originally trembling one after another felt fighting spirit ignite in their eyes.

"Haha, you're right. We are at least the geniuses of the Human Race; how can we show cowardice before the enemy?"

Xiang Cang laughed loudly, his body once again igniting with golden battle qi.

In an instant, various colored energy lights soared into the sky on the platform.

Magic-type Professionals chanted incantations, while the front-row warriors and others all gripped their weapons tightly.

"Hehe, the death struggles of ants."

"Dark Abyss Ten Thousand Rending Claws!"

Balna sneered. He swung both claws, and sky-filling dark red claw phantoms tore through the air, enveloping the examinees with a piercing screech.

Every claw phantom contained corrosive Abyssal Power, and wherever they passed, even light seemed to be swallowed up.

"King's Army Breaker!"

Facing Balna's area-of-effect attack, Xiang Cang took a step forward, the broad blade in his hand whipping up a massive golden sharp edge, crashing into the sky-filling claw phantoms!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Violent explosions rang out one after another as the golden battle qi and dark red energy frantically eroded and annihilated each other.

Xiang Cang was shaken back several steps, the webbing of his thumb and forefinger split open, and blood flowed down the broad blade.

Although he withstood Balna's offensive, the massive gap in attributes caused his health to be emptied instantly.

If not for his death-avoidance passive, he might have been killed directly by the shock.

"As expected of mythical-grade sprouts. If we don't kill you today, who knows how much trouble you will bring us in the future."

Watching his offensive being blocked, Balna's expression gradually became cold and sinister.

"Stop playing around, let's attack together and finish them off."

"Although Lord Athos is using the power of the Abyss, he won't be able to hold on for long."

Tastin's cold voice echoed on the platform, and the greatsword in his hand, wrapped with wailing aggrieved souls, suddenly erupted with a bone-chilling coldness.

The Abyssal Power permeating the air seemed to have found an outlet, frantically converging toward the greatsword.

The faces of the aggrieved souls on the sword blade twisted and roared, letting out heart-shaking screeches.

"Soul Judgment!"

Tastin's greatsword swept across, sending out a gray-black sword qi condensed from countless suffering souls.

Like a surging river of death, it whistled toward the examinee camp.

Before the sword qi even arrived, the icy sense of despair eroding their souls already made everyone's faces turn pale, and their movements slowed by half.

"One Sword of Frost!"

Just as the gray-black sword qi was about to swallow everyone, a clear and cold sword hum suddenly rang out.

Ye Qingxian's hair flew up, and the frost-covered longsword in her hand suddenly unsheathed.

The moment the sword blade vibrated, an extreme chill frantically spread out with her as the center.

A thick layer of ice instantly condensed on the platform floor, and the Abyssal Power permeating the air seemed to be frozen solid.

With a simple straight thrust, an ice-blue sword qi refined to the extreme tore through the sky.

Wherever it passed, even space seemed to be frozen, leaving behind a crystal-clear trail of frost.

The ice-blue sword qi and the gray-black flood of souls collided violently!

There were no earth-shaking fluctuations, only silent annihilation.

However, this sword strike was also Ye Qingxian's limit.

The backlash of power caused a trace of blood to seep from her bright red lips, and her arm holding the sword was trembling slightly.

Nevertheless, her clear and cold eyes remained firm, and she did not retreat an inch in the face of an impossible-to-win battle.

"Humans, always fond of struggling in the midst of despair."

In Tastin's scarlet eyes, the killing intent was almost tangible.

He himself knew that at the same level, he would not be Ye Qingxian's match.

But now that Ye Qingxian's wings had not yet matured, she had only one path: death.