The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle Chapter 915 - 516: Su Buxian’s Battle with the Evil God

Old Huang and the Pigeon God, two figures, were standing within the disc, observing the scene in the deep space.

"I didn’t expect... to be summoned by such a remarkable individual..." the Pigeon God murmured, "The Master of the Present World’s strength has been perfectly inherited and fused. Su Buxian might just be the Master of the Present World’s fourth disciple..."

From the mont it was summoned, it had a vague notion that Su Buxian had a vast presence backing him, considering various ancient forces, the existence of gods, and even the Divine King. But it never expected the Master of the Present World, after all... all the strength displayed was too mixed, lacking any semblance of the Master of the Present World.

"I didn’t expect it either..." Old Huang muttered with a tingling scalp, "This bastard turned out to be the despicable person most hated by the Evil God... No wonder..."

Previously, there seed to be hints in various details, but Old Huang never connected them this way. After all, who could have thought back then such a small, weak individual would have connections with these two prominent Dinsion Masters.

"Anyway."

Old Huang steadied himself, not looking at the Evil God but rather sothing behind it. He reached out and touched a piece of... sothing on the back of his neck.

"The Abyss Evil God is doing sothing very terrifying. I believe Su Buxian knows, so we must also prepare because... that guy is up to sothing remarkable as well."

The Pigeon God nodded solemnly.

....

"Boom boom boom!"

Su Qi’s body erupted with magnificent brilliance, colliding with the Evil God’s power.

He lightly furrowed his brow.

For he wasn’t the instigator, the mont the Evil God saw him, it erupted with power, heedlessly attempting to kill him.

And the Bell-Ringer didn’t follow him, nor did it put him back into the Second Battlefield, but went to support the Traveling rchant.

Of course, it gave the Bell-Ringer a Purple Character Card: white, blue, gold, orange, purple.

Purple signifies a character card at the God level.

The mont it was presented, Su Qi still rembered the Bell-Ringer’s overwhelmingly shocked expression.

After all, in prior understanding, a Purple Character Card is the most rare item, rarely drawn among countless lives.

But Su Qi possessed it, and also handed it to him.

The Bell-Ringer prepared to stay behind and fight alongside Su Buxian, but Su Qi refused.

"If you stay here, the Traveling rchant over there will be done for."

What Su Qi didn’t tell the Bell-Ringer was...

That he still had more than fifty Purple Character Cards.

And he had one... black-and-white card, this card is both dangerous and mysterious, both a trump card and a frightful, uncontrollable object. Intuition tells him not to use it unless absolutely necessary.

"Bang!"

Su Qi’s body slightly trembled as it was struck and fractured, but quickly recovered the next mont. He calmly faced the Evil God.

"eting No.1 Brother offline... imagined it would be thrilling, but didn’t expect words hardly exchanged before erupting into battle."

"Did too many gold coins explode?"

Regardless, Su Qi needs to withstand the current impact of the Evil God; despite seemingly perfect control over this phantom’s power.

But...

The Evil God is not the sa level as when it first fought the Bell-Ringer; it is being replenished by the doomsdays behind it, compensating for its lost power due to the missing eye.

No.

It’s not just replenishing, it might even exceed its original state... and undergo unimaginable changes!

"Death...."

The Evil God whispered, nothing extra, only this fury of destruction and relentless murderous intent! It ca rolling with a terrifying vortex!

In the vortex of the Abyss, Su Qi’s body exploded with dazzling brilliance, like a forgotten star in the darkness, illuminating this eerie domain!

His right hand holding a sacred slaughtering knife, the blade shimring with silver light, akin to a void-tearing edge, while his left hand tightly grasped an ancient, heavy axe, its blade etched with complex runes!

Undoubtedly, the Master of the Present World is worthy of being atop the Twelve Dinsions, equal in doomsday to the Evil God, containing powers from other dinsions.

Su Qi charged forward!

Instantly engaging in thousands of clashes! Each collision left cracks in Su Qi’s body, but they were not problematic; besides the healing power of the Holy Artifact, his Blood Demon Body regenerates stronger with each injury, evolving every second.

However, he couldn’t keep up with the Evil God’s speed; its doomsdays behind are digesting everything engulfed by the black tide, the aura rising madly!

"Boom!"

At this mont!

The Evil God’s phantom enveloped him instantly, twisting the surrounding space, the Abyss Blood Moon rising in the sky, casting bizarre red light, terrifying ons intertwining, as if countless demons whispered behind him, attempting to drag Su Qi into eternal despair!

"Hm?"

Su Qi’s body slightly trembled under the impact of the Evil God’s power, the surrounding space instantly distorted, as if ti and space laws lost aning, the profound darkness like a giant net, gradually enveloping him, pressing against every inch of his skin, the blood-red abyss moon slowly rising in the sky, akin to a foreboding blood wheel, emanating bizarre light, staining everything around with a sinister hue!

In this twisted domain, it was as if placed within an endless nightmare, countless terrifying ons intersecting around him, the twisting shadows seed to whisper, deep and insidious voices circling, as if countless demons whispered, attempting to drag him into the abyss of eternal hopelessness, every word like a blade piercing his mind, causing imnse discomfort!