"A God-level master!" Ling Feng's eyes flashed with astonishment. He had keenly noticed that the disappearance of the Abyssal Witch was actually caused by the Power of Laws of this world repelling her. In other words, the strength of the Abyssal Witch was not at the Demi-God Domain, but had surpassed it to reach the God-level!

Back when Ao Yun was turning into a dragon, Ling Feng had felt the sheer power of a God-level master, but since he had never directly fought Ao Yun, he wasn't fully clear on the combat capabilities of such strength.

But this Abyssal Witch... she was a genuine God-level master. No wonder Ling Feng was utterly powerless against her, tormented as helplessly as a little girl.

"These two items require a God-level master to guard them for tens of thousands of years—what in the world are they?!" Ling Feng stared at the key and map in his hands, a sudden wave of fear surging within him.

The Xuanyuan Saint Emperor regarded Ling Feng as the successor, but unexpectedly, the Abyssal Witch also saw Ling Feng as the successor! This realization filled Ling Feng with a mix of disbelief and an overwhelming sense of danger.

Although the information Ling Feng held was insufficient, he vaguely sensed that the Bloodline of the Abyss and the Xuanyuan Saint Emperor were not on the same path. Moreover, the aliens fought by the Xuanyuan Saint Emperor in the past were very likely from the Bloodline of the Abyss. As for whether there were other races from other worlds involved, that wasn't the main concern anymore.

"Open the Gate of the Abyss?" Ling Feng's lips curved into a cold smile. "Even if I was transformed by that Mad Doctor and now have the Power of the Abyss inside me, my heart, my emotions for this world, still belong to humanity! Want me to open the Gate of the Abyss? What a joke!"

Ling Feng wasn't naive, nor foolish enough to blindly follow orders, like some idiot, just because he was given the so-called title of successor, and open the Gate of the Abyss.

"Forget it, no point overthinking!" Ling Feng stowed away the key and map. Regardless, this harvest had far surpassed his expectations; he had already obtained the supposed map and a mysterious key.

As for the Power of the Abyss awakening inside his body, it could remain perfectly concealed under the control of his mental method. If not for that two-year deadline, this mission would have been flawless for Ling Feng.

But there was no choice; Ling Feng had to take it step by step for now.

"The priority now is to seize the other maps. That way, when the time comes to face the Atlantis Continent, I'll have at least a semblance of security!" Ling Feng, with his eyes fixed on the long-dormant Atlantis Continent from tens of thousands of years ago, was filled with equal parts anticipation and tension.

After all, that was a place where God-level masters had fought, a place shrouded in countless myths and legends. Moreover, Ling Feng firmly believed that the Atlantis Continent was far from a pure land. With the formidable threat of the Hell's Gate alone, utmost caution was needed—let alone for Ling Feng, who knew nothing about the Atlantis Continent.

"Let me see what's on this map!" Ling Feng muttered as he unfolded the map.

Upon seeing the map, Ling Feng was dumbfounded—was this really the map of the Atlantis Continent? Because this map was entirely different from the image in Ling Feng's mind. No mountains, rivers, plateaus, or valleys. Instead, it was littered with an array of symbols, unclear writings, and perplexing lines.

"What kind of nonsense is this?!" Ling Feng felt a headache coming on. After all the effort and struggles to obtain the map, it turned out he couldn't even read it. Was there anything more frustrating than this?

Sighing heavily, Ling Feng shook his head helplessly and put away the map. Judging by the situation, unraveling its secrets was going to be a long road ahead.

After activating his mental method, Ling Feng noticed that the Power of the Abyss within him had completely receded. Only then did he let out a breath of relief.

Boom! Boom! Boom! At that moment, chunks of rocks began falling off the twelve statues in the center of the plaza.

"Damn it, I almost forgot!" Ling Feng slapped his forehead—he still needed to defeat these twelve statues to leave this place.

Roar! Roar! Roar! The outer rock layers shattered, revealing their true forms—twelve Abyssal creatures with dual horns on their heads. Each was several meters tall, radiating immense power and majesty, their strength no less threatening than Ling Feng's own.

"Abyssal Witch!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth so hard he almost cracked them. Facing twelve mighty Abyssal creatures simultaneously—was this some sick game designed to kill him?

"Since that's the case, I'll make it quick and settle this fast!" Ling Feng thought inwardly. "Mo Yu Sword, come forth!"

But to Ling Feng's shock, the Mo Yu Sword seemed sealed and completely unreachable! Despite sensing its presence, an inexplicable force was preventing its emergence.

"What the hell is going on?!" Ling Feng was nearly losing his sanity. If the Mo Yu Sword remained sealed, his combat strength would drop by at least thirty percent!

Roar! One of the Abyssal Behemoths lunged at Ling Feng, opening its bloody maw wide toward him.

Ling Feng could only dodge swiftly, then wave his palm with the intent of releasing Mysterious Ice Energy to freeze the Abyssal Behemoth.

Yet, the surging energy inside Ling Feng was sealed as well, meaning he couldn't utilize any Power of Laws—he was now limited to relying solely on physical strength.

"Abyssal Witch, this must be your doing!" Ling Feng's face twisted with fury as realization struck. The Abyssal Witch must have sealed his powers before leaving, forcing him to rely on the physical strength derived from the Bloodline of the Abyss to deal with these twelve beasts.

And it had to be said—the Abyssal Witch's plan had succeeded. With twelve Abyssal Behemoths awakening one after another, Ling Feng had no choice but to tap into the Power of the Abyss again.

Because aside from the Power of the Abyss, he had no other options!

"Abyssal Witch, one day, I will pay you back for this humiliation!" Ling Feng snarled through gritted teeth as he dodged the attacks of the giants, his face showing fierce determination. "Power of the Abyss, activate!"

As his mental method loosened, black patterns began to surface on Ling Feng's body, and the Devil's Horn on his forehead reappeared.

With a thunderous boom, Ling Feng struck an approaching Abyssal Behemoth with a punch. The overwhelming force sent the colossal beast flying, causing it to shriek in agony.

"The Power of the Abyss—how terrifying!" Ling Feng was left a bit dumbfounded. Although he knew the Power of the Abyss could greatly amplify his physical strength, he hadn't anticipated it would elevate him to this degree!

Crash! Another Abyssal Behemoth suddenly charged, sending Ling Feng tumbling hard onto the ground.

Roar! Roar! Roar! By now, all twelve Abyssal Behemoths had fully awakened, their overwhelming auras completely enveloping Ling Feng.

Ling Feng rolled over and got back to his feet, facing twelve pairs of scarlet eyes. He couldn't help but let out a bitter chuckle. "This is shaping up to be one hell of a fight!"

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