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Chapter 1892: A Moment, God!

    

me sturdiness, just this strike alone would have shattered his martial soul. 。Jian Mochen spat blood and retreated, falling heavily to the ground. 。And then, Yu Dingqi, Kuang Zhantian, and Weng Daimi...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. 。e plane. The Skywing Seventeen glided smoothly into motion, gradually accelerating. 。Tang Wulin was very alert and fastened his seatbelt. A rather unpleasant feeling appeared the next moment. 。After...