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Chapter 1892: A Moment, God!

    

with sharpness, and seven purple lights flash as the figure moves, filling the air with a suffocating sense of death. 。Tang Wulin stood on the spot, letting out a cold snort. He stomped heavily with...The Top Ten Emperors of the Abyss, each with their own ace in the hole. 。They are the only ones who can truly wield the power of the Abyssal Plane. 。At this time, what the Black Emperor held in her hand was precisely the dimensional core of the layer she was on, a realm that housed numerous Black Emperors. 。A king-level Abyssal Lord, the core of the abyss itself. It cannot be separated from the core. 。Once the core is destroyed or consumed, that whole layer is done for. 。After reaching the Imperial level, Abyssal Imperial-level powerhouses are capable of mobilizing this core power. In other words, by relying on the Abyssal Core, they can focus all the energy from their own level onto themselves. 。in the distance, though his appearance was hidden, simply stood there, and naturally exuded an imposing aura. 。The electronic countdown sounded, and a referee entered the arena. The referee glanced at...