The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

Chapter 863 - 490: Bloom! Advent!

Chapter 863: Chapter 490: Bloom! Advent!


The divine projections of hundreds of thousands of Gods and millions of Demigods... are currently reflected in the Sea of Old Days, locked in constant battle below.


Old Huang silently watched everything.


However, it wasn’t a big issue.


The emperor is far above, and here at the boundary... it is very comfortable.


"Honored Priest..."


At this moment.


Nancy appeared beside him and couldn’t help but say, "Are we slacking off too much? This war concerns everyone."


"Though standing here is already unattainable for many, but..."


He sighed softly.


Nancy still hoped that everyone would give their all to secure a future here.


"I know what you’re thinking."


Old Huang calmly replied:


"But things are not that simple."


He looked toward the Space Fragments.


"On the surface, it seems like a confrontation between the Gods Palace and the Abyss, but in reality... the Gods Palace and the Abyss are similar. Aside from the core Temple Group, there are too many top forces and Divine Races gathered here."


Nancy was taken aback.


He knew this to some extent, but hadn’t delved into it.


As for what the Yellow Robed Priest meant...


"In essence, it’s all about interest-driven conflicts between those who chose or were forced to choose their alliances. Let’s not even talk about the Abyss; the Gods Palace also has such elements."


"If you look closely..."


Old Huang slowly continued, "You’ll find that in many battlefields of divine warfare, there is organizational formation. Aside from that core group in the Gods Palace, the rest are... cooperative alliances, not that simple."


Nancy felt his heart sink slightly.


He roughly understood what the Yellow Robed Priest implied.


"For our Hustlers Sect, it’s already enough to secure three hundred spots, but to go further, it still depends on everything behind the scenes."


"Without the protection of the Divine Race, charging into that battlefield leaves no retreat. Regardless of casualties, there will be no support, and I bet that in less than an hour, it would be torn apart with over half dead or wounded."


Nancy murmured, "So that’s how it is..."


In this battlefield, they were an extremely small organization that inserted themselves into a list of millions. Securing three hundred spots was already a feat, but... unlike other forces, the Heavenly Destiny People.


Other forces have their own Gods and organizational protection. The Heavenly Destiny People are under the Gods Palace’s jurisdiction, and even if weak, are still protected by the Gods Palace.


"And The Hustlers..."


"Is the only one that entered here through business cooperation."


"Do you think I stopped you?" Old Huang said calmly.


"Moreover, Su Buxian mentioned business and cooperation multiple times. Do you really think he was just being arrogant? He extracted himself from the Gods Palace to prevent you from becoming cannon fodder for other forces."


Nancy was silent.


He finally understood.


Su Buxian... was thinking that far ahead?


And the Priest before him had seen through everything?


"I understand Su Buxian’s intentions... so now we..."


"No."


Old Huang shook his head, "You don’t understand."


"Or rather, I don’t understand either."


Nancy was stunned.


Old Huang subtly tugged at his lips, "Because Su Buxian hasn’t shown up yet. Let’s wait... I don’t know what surprise or shock he’ll bring, but being familiar with him, he always strikes where you least expect."


Nancy agreed, but he looked at the vast battle before him.


However, given the current situation, he felt that any surprise was unrelated to this place.


"Boom boom boom!!"


At this moment.


More than a dozen immense divine projections from the Gods Palace and Abyss were rumbling into sight from the Sea of Old Days.


Old Huang’s eyes narrowed.


"They’ve appeared..."


"This is the strongest divine rank power below the God; the Divine Kings."


Although their numbers were not much compared to before, each figure’s appearance stirred great waves in the Sea of Old Days.


"Although the Abyss Seven Pillars God hasn’t appeared yet, among those joining their alliance are over a hundred Divine Kings... the Gods Palace has gathered a hundred and twenty Divine Kings..."


And there were also Divine Kings of Chaos descending, yet they did not head to the battlefield below, as it was not their domain. These Outer Gods Divine Kings merely watched with cold eyes.


The place where they descended formed a vast projection, seemingly covering the descending Space Fragments.


"It has begun."


Old Huang looked at each one with a solemn expression.


"This is what I meant..."


"At the behest of personal interests."


They were seizing battlefield advantages, while the surrounding Deep Space Film seemed to be shattering, as if thousands of troops were about to march in.


.....


At this moment.


The main battlefield seemed to have calmed a bit, countless people gasping for breath, retracting their icy blades, temporarily retreating to a place of Sanctuary.


On this main battlefield, the divine projections stood like towering mountains, unmoving but exuding unmatched majesty and oppression.


On the Abyss side, their forms were shrouded in the aura of Darkness, resembling nightmares from the Abyss, enveloping the world in fear and oppression. Each projection was like a high-hanging star, tranquil yet mercilessly observing the battle below, adding weight to the chaotic situation.


"Why does it feel..."


Bai Yilin and the others’ faces showed trembling unease, their complexion pale, "The body seems uncontrollably trembling."


They all lowered their heads, taking deep gulps of air:


"As if just a glance more would explode."


The Divine Kings of the Gods Palace and Abyss, each representing different beliefs and powers, stood off against each other, the air filled with a tense atmosphere of impending conflict. The indifference between the Divine Kings, even without a word spoken, was like an invisible blade slicing through the battlefield.