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Chapter 1892: A Moment, God!

    

ten meters away from Tang Wulin, the chill had already reached him. 。Tang Wulin reacted quickly, his right hand Golden Dragon Claw blocking in front of him. 。palms outward 。A crisp cracking sound ech...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. 。ers, back, and right arm were all covered in golden scales. Each rhombus-shaped scale had slightly raised ridges, full of texture. 。His back was broad and majestic, giving one a sense of steadfastnes...