After the attack on the Abyss Realm, the defensive limits were fully operational.
The nine world vortices spun rapidly, channeling Formation power to dissolve the overwhelming barrage of cannon fire.
"Lord of the Realm, what should we do? The bombardment from the Divine Martial is too fierce. Although we can withstand it for now, the energy we're consuming every moment is immense, and we can't hold out for long!"
Within the Abyss Realm, besides the Lord of the Abyss Realm, there were two Heavenly Dao Gods, but both were at the first stage.
"I know!"
The Lord of the Abyss Realm was also internally agitated.
The last time he attacked the Divine Martial, he not only gained nothing but also invited trouble, and now he was being attacked.
He could clearly see that each shot from the opponent's giant cannon was equivalent to a strike from a Heavenly Dao God. Of course, such bombardment required enormous energy, but with the opponent's national power, they could obviously sustain it.
