However, the large number of abyssal demons clearly had no intention of letting Han Shuo go. Even if they saw the interplanar passageway closing up, they still wanted to kill the culprit who had killed so many of their companions. In particular, they suddenly discovered that Han Shuo, who had been blocking their way like a mountain, was also covered in blood at some point.
Although these abyssal creatures were ugly and filthy, they were not stupid. On the contrary, they, who had survived cruel battles, possessed chilling cunning and cruel persistence!
Therefore, when they saw that Han Shuo was bleeding profusely, they quickly determined that Han Shuo had suffered serious injuries. They did not know what kind of creature had injured the culprit, but they stubbornly planned to grind Han Shuo's bones and scatter his ashes.
Han Shuo, who was laughing maniacally, did not fear the numerous abyssal creatures that surrounded him. His protective shield had been shattered by the Primordius Dragon's attack earlier and could no longer cover his body.
It was only after the abyssal creatures sprayed out all kinds of venom that Han Shuo finally came to his senses. He stopped his endless resentment and made use of the demonic yuan he still had in his body to once again deploy a dark and shiny protective shield.
Once again, the venom was blocked by the protective shield that Han Shuo had deployed in time. The numerous abyssal creatures that had courageously charged over were torn into pieces by the Demonic Blades in Han Shuo's hands and fell into the unknown.
Where there's life, there's hope. Han Shuo made use of this time to carefully examine his body. He discovered that his physical body had indeed suffered unimaginable damage from the Primordius Dragon's attack. However, Han Shuo rejoiced in the fact that his demonic infant was unscathed.
For those who cultivated demonic arts, the consciousness was the most important, followed by the demon infant as the source of power. As long as these two areas were unhindered, no matter how much damage the physical body had suffered, it would not be fatal. Therefore, when Han Shuo discovered that the demon infant was unharmed, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Most of his internal organs were shattered, and even his meridians and bones were partially damaged. Although the injuries were serious, they were not fatal. As long as Han Shuo was given time to recuperate, he would be as good as new.
As long as he was alive, there would always be opportunities for revenge in the future. With nostalgia for his loved ones on Profound Continent and bone-deep hatred for the Primordius Dragon and the Church of Light, Han Shuo resolutely attacked. He tore every abyssal demon that dared to approach him into pieces.
Now that the interplanar passageway behind him had been sealed, Han Shuo had nothing to worry about. He used his demonic arts to stubbornly resist the attacks of the Abyssal Demons. The hatred in his heart transformed into cruel attacks. Each and every one of those Abyssal Demons was dismembered by Han Shuo's Demonic Blades.
After an unknown period of time, Han Shuo gradually felt that his strength was running out. It wasn't that Han Shuo did not have enough demonic yuan, but because his physical body was too severely damaged, and many of his meridians and bones were damaged, Han Shuo could not skillfully deploy his demonic arts. Even the power of the Demonic Blades was gradually weakening.
Although the damage to his physical body wasn't fatal, it had obviously affected the performance of Han Shuo's normal strength. Many demonic arts relied on the flow of the meridians. Only when the meridians and bones were strong and sturdy could Han Shuo successfully deploy his demonic arts. Now that Han Shuo's meridians and bones were partially damaged, he couldn't deploy his demonic yuan to his heart's content. He had to think of a new strategy.
In addition, staying in this area for a long time and facing the endless attacks of abyssal creatures was obviously not a solution. Han Shuo had no idea how many abyssal creatures there were. He really didn't know how long he could last alone with his damaged body.
It looks like I'll have to turn this passive situation around if I have to fight my way out, Han Shuo thought to himself.
As he continued to attack the abyssal creatures that dared to approach, Han Shuo sized up the situation around him. He finally fixed his gaze on the world behind the abyssal creatures. He felt that the world behind these abyssal creatures should be the exit for him to break through.
Just as Han Shuo was planning to do so, he suddenly discovered that his surroundings started to change once more. Extremely violent spatial fluctuations suddenly appeared in this strange, dusky space. Bolts of lightning that resembled swimming dragons suddenly appeared out of thin air. In an instant, the space seemed to tremble, giving Han Shuo a very distinct feeling of collapse.
Han Shuo stared blankly for a moment, then immediately reacted. Han Shuo, who had never experienced such a situation, had heard of such a situation. Han Shuo knew that this phenomenon was really due to the space being unable to withstand the pressure of the excessively enormous chaotic energies, and was about to collapse.
Not good, I have to leave this place as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the space really collapses, no one will be able to escape. Even if one is lucky enough not to be crushed to pieces by the spatial rupture, one would have to survive in an even more unknown spatial fissure. If one were to really fall into a spatial fissure, it would be impossible to return to Profound Continent for the rest of their lives.
Han Shuo turned pale with fright. He had already made up his mind to leave this place at all costs. Before Han Shuo could react, he suddenly discovered that the abyssal creatures that had been attacking him without fear of death were all retreating in terror like the tide. They no longer cared about Han Shuo, the main culprit who had obstructed them for god knows how long.
Thump thump … thump thump … a strange sound came from behind, as though a horn of retreat had been blown.
It seems that the abyssal creatures are indeed intelligent, Han Shuo thought to himself as he watched the abyssal creatures retreat like the tide. Tailing behind these abyssal creatures, Han Shuo quickly left this space that was about to collapse.
For these abyssal creatures to be able to come to this area, they must know how to retreat. As long as Han Shuo followed behind them, he would definitely be able to escape the calamity of the spatial rupture. With this idea in mind, Han Shuo passed by the abyssal creatures and fled in the direction they had left.
By this time, the abyssal creatures had clearly understood that the threat of the spatial rupture far outweighed that of Han Shuo. Even though Han Shuo was right beside them, they did not continue to fight with Han Shuo. They turned a blind eye to Han Shuo's existence, and recklessly retreated along the path they had come from.
"Rumble …"
Terrifying noises sounded from behind Han Shuo. Han Shuo did not turn his head to look, but through his consciousness, he could sense that the center of the space behind him had begun to be unable to withstand the pressure of all kinds of chaotic energies, forming spatial rifts that could devour all living things.
Chirp chirp … chirp chirp …
The strange cries of the abyssal creatures constantly came from behind. Although Han Shuo did not understand the true meaning of these sounds, he could guess from their urgent tone that they were caused by fear. It was obvious that the abyssal demons behind him were also very afraid of being pulled into the spatial rifts.
Once a living being fell into one, it was almost impossible to escape from the spatial rifts formed by unknown means. According to legend, these spatial rifts had no elements, no flora or fauna, and not even air. As long as a living being fell into them, they would need to rely on these meats and air, or they would starve to death or suffocate to death.
Han Shuo was an abnormal existence that did not need to rely on food or air. Although he would not die immediately after falling into a spatial rift, he would have to endure endless loneliness. Sometimes, endless loneliness without any hope was even more terrible than death.
More and more strange noises came from the abyssal demons behind him. The previous urgent noises turned into shrill howls of despair. Han Shuo suddenly understood that some of the abyssal creatures must have been pulled into the spatial rifts.
While his heart was palpitating, Han Shuo had no choice but to activate the Art of the Demonic Ninth Heavens at the risk of suffering yet another injury to his body. He wanted to escape from this place as quickly as possible.
Pfff … Han Shuo violently spat out a mouthful of boiling blood. Another three meridians in his body ruptured.
Risking his meridians to rupture, Han Shuo frantically charged forward. The Demonic Blades in his hands were like the indestructible Demonslayer Edge, forcibly drilling through the bodies of some large abyssal demons in front of him. At this time, Han Shuo no longer cared about the pungent stench of the abyssal demons and directly passed through their bodies.
When it came to this desperate moment, Han Shuo's heart would be resolute to the point of cold-bloodedness. He could cast aside anything in order to survive, let alone the filthy and disgusting bodies of the abyssal demons.
It was precisely because of Han Shuo's determination and decisiveness that he was able to pass through the bodies of the Abyssal Demons blocking his way, that he was not affected by the rapidly spreading spatial ruptures, and that he was able to carve out a bloody path for himself.
As the rumbling behind him grew louder and louder, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart, a brand new scene suddenly appeared in front of Han Shuo. He saw a scene of malevolent plants, mountains, and rivers.
I'm out, I've finally killed my way out. Han Shuo charged out at the fastest speed he had ever dared to in his life.
Finally, a terrifying chaotic energy suddenly came from behind Han Shuo. That energy was extremely terrifying. Han Shuo understood that the abyssal demons behind him had most likely been completely destroyed by the spatial rifts.
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