Tang Wulin and Yali's teamwork was seamless. He had only just wounded the Black Sovereign with his elemental tribulation lightning when Archangel's Holy Spirit Dance commenced, affording the Black Sovereign no opportunity for respite.

The Black Sovereign had to combat Tang Wulin's spear essence level Golden Dragon Spear while keeping the holy radiance at bay, thereby placing her firmly on the back foot.

As a result, the Black Sovereign was feeling very frustrated. Never did she think that Tang Wulin would become so much more powerful since their last encounter. The power of the elemental tribulation had dealt far too heavy a blow upon her; it had even harmed the core of her being. Furthermore, the pressure from Tang Wulin was relentless, and she had thought that she would be able to count on the two quasigods from the Holy Spirit Cult, but they were so severely debilitated by the Holy Spirit Douluo that they weren't even able to unleash half of their powers.

What she had thought to be an absolute advantage had been turned into a complete disadvantage.

Other abyssal creatures were constantly charging forward from either side of the Black Sovereign, helping her withstand Tang Wulin's attacks, but they obviously weren't able to pose any substantial impediment to him.

All of a sudden, two balls of black light shot forth toward Tang Wulin, with each ball of light containing a Black Empress.

Two black vortexes emerged, exerting suction force from either side of Tang Wulin in an attempt to slow him down.

However, the vortexes had only just taken shape when they suddenly stopped revolving, then quickly crumbled away under the effect of Tang Wulin's Time Reversal domain.

Two beams of golden light erupted out of Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Spear, piercing through the chests of the two Black Empresses right as they were reeling from the effects of his spiritual domain.

The bodies of the two Black Empresses immediately collapsed in on themselves, and the Golden Dragon Spear devoured their life energy before instantly reciprocating the energy to Tang Wulin.

Taking advantage of this influx of energy, Tang Wulin unleashed his Fury of the Masses.

His spear began to glow even more radiantly as countless spear projections shot forth in all directions before combining as one, instantly reaching the Black Sovereign.

The Black Sovereign harrumphed coldly as a series of purple halos erupted out of her body. This was one of her abilities, Withering Death!  

[1]

Generally speaking, Withering Death could easily encompass an area with a diameter of around a kilometer, and within this area, all life force would be destroyed and devoured.

However, the debilitating effect of Archangel's Holy Dance significantly limited the scope of her Withering Death, and Withering Death at its normal concentration wouldn't be able to stop Tang Wulin, so she was forced to further reduce the scope of the attack.

More spear projections erupted forth, rapidly multiplying as they surged through the air.

Each spear projection was imbued with tremendous power and blood essence fluctuations, guiding the holy radiance in the air as they pierced into the Withering Death.

At the same time, Tang Wulin reached out with his left hand, and a small world seemed to have formed within the palm of his giant Golden Dragon Claw.

This was his Dragon Emperor

Break

!

The Black Sovereign could sense that the vortex she had conjured up was instantly torn to shreds, then reduced to nothingness by a burst of enormous suction force.

What was that? 

Just as she was reeling from this abrupt turn of events, Tang Wulin's entire body suddenly seemed to darken slightly, and in that instant, an overwhelming sense of peril welled up in the Black Sovereign's heart.

She detonated the black scales all over her body without any hesitation, and a black projection that was identical to her appeared up ahead. Meanwhile, she immediately disappeared into a door of light behind the projection.

Tang Wulin's Dragon Emperor Annihilation was only just beginning to take shape, and the Black Sovereign had already forcibly torn open space to flee the battlefield. This was a teleportation ability that stemmed from the abyssal plane, but of course, a price had to be expended to create this substitute.

As the projection was destroyed by Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Spear, a fierce burst of life energy was instantly injected into the Golden Dragon Spear, then transmitted in its entirety to the secondary tree of life.

A sharp screech instantly rang out across the entire battlefield, and the abyssal army that had been advancing like a tidal wave just a moment ago quickly began to retreat.

Infernal Emperor and Ghost Emperor also unleashed a powerful soul skill each to hold off their opponents before fleeing into the distance.

When facing quasigod level beings like them, it was very difficult to prevent them from getting away should they be determined to escape.

Tang Wulin didn't give chase. Instead, he merely raised his Golden Dragon Spear high above his head to absorb the remaining abyssal energy on the battlefield while looking into the distance with a grim expression.

This battle had concluded just as quickly as it had begun, and the abyssal army had nothing to show for their efforts, while the Holy Spirit Cult had also suffered heavy losses.

However, Tang Wulin knew that this was only the beginning. This initial attack had failed to achieve the desired outcome, so the next attack was only going to be even more ferocious.

Right at this moment, a series of giant mushroom clouds exploded among the abyssal army, and the concentration of abyssal energy in the air instantly spiked significantly.

Tang Wulin raised an eyebrow upon seeing this. He knew that the Northsea Legion was taking advantage of the abyssal army's retreat to bombard them with a barrage of fierce attacks. It had to be said that the commander of the Northsea Legion was an exceptional strategist with impeccable timing.

At the same time, the troops of the Northern Legion and Central Legion were also firing their long-distance weapons to take down as many abyssal creatures as possible.

Within the span of just a few seconds, Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Spear had already become scorching hot.

Due to the enormous influx of life energy, every single leaf on the secondary tree of life had become as bright and exuberant as jade. At the same time, the secondary tree of life was growing steadily, and once all of the abyssal energy on the battlefield was devoured, the overall mass of the tree had increased by close to a third.

Yali's entire body was basked in a layer of green light, and as she slowly opened her eyes, a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

In the short span of less than 20 minutes, everything that she had expended earlier had been entirely recovered; she could even unleash her Archangel's Holy Spirit Dance again without any issues.

Only now did she come to realize just how useful this secondary tree of life was; it was undoubtedly going to be the core of this battle.

Night had already fallen by the time the abyssal army completely disappeared into the distance, and only now did everyone heave a sigh of relief.

It was clear that the abyssal army was far more well-prepared for this second attack than the first one. Not only had the Black Sovereign descended upon this plane, she was accompanied by many of the Holy Spirit Cult's powerful beings, including the two emperors, yet they had still scurried away with their tails between their legs.

While it was true that the abyssal army had been too impatient and rash in their attack, Tang Wulin and the others could certainly be proud of themselves for forcing back the abyssal army, led by a trio of quasigods.

The key to their victory had been Yali's Archangel's Holy Spirit Dance. This combination soul skill had encompassed virtually the entire battlefield, dealing a heavy blow to the Holy Spirit Cult and the abyssal army.

In addition to that, the devouring ability of Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Spear had ensured that a large proportion of the slain abyssal creatures were permanently dead.

"Are you alright, Mother?" Tang Wulin asked as he stood beside the secondary tree of life.

The secondary tree of life was of the utmost importance to the human army, so the five Limit Douluos were constantly stationed around it in case of sneak attacks from the enemy.

Yali smiled and nodded in response. "This secondary tree of life is truly incredible. It bestowed upon me an enormous amount of life energy, allowing me to unleash my soul skills without qualms. Right now, I can unleash Archangel's Holy Spirit Dance again without any problems, but under normal circumstances, it would've taken me at least three days to recover. It's a pity that we don't have enough firepower on our side. Otherwise, we would've been able to put an end to those Evil Soul Masters once and for all."

Tang Wulin nodded in response. "Indeed, it's quite a pity that we don't have enough troops to give chase."

Yali said with a serious expression, "Don't get complacent; we have to be careful not to grow careless just because we won this battle. 6,000 years ago, countless powerful beings of that generation had joined forces to stop the abyssal plane. In the end, a majority of them perished, and even then, they were only just barely able to seal the abyssal passageway."

[1] [The term used here is the exact same as Harosha's eighth soul skill, Withering Death. I'm not sure why this is the case; perhaps the author forgot he had already assigned this name to Harosha's eighth soul skill, or perhaps this was a conscious decision.]

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