Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1280 - 1280 83 Whats Going on with the Cat Emperors

Chapter 1280: Chapter 83: What’s Going on with the Cat Emperor’s Attitude? Chapter 1280: Chapter 83: What’s Going on with the Cat Emperor’s Attitude? The Abyssal expert with the golden crown suddenly stopped, floating in mid-air.

His eyes held a hint of interest as he looked at Feng Yin, saying faintly, “Who are you?”

Feng Yin was taken aback, “You can speak human language?”

The Abyssal expert calmly said, “We are originally from the ancient human race; we are the most orthodox and oldest of the human race.”

“Bullshit!”

Peng Wanli caught his breath by the side, “A bunch of trash that can’t see the light of day from the ground, and you dare claim to be orthodox?”

The man with the golden crown continued matter-of-factly, “At least we, the Abyssal human race, have existed for much longer than the people of Anping Continent.”

He arrogantly said, “At least when we were thriving underground, your Anping human race didn’t even exist.”

Peng Wanli sneered, “Then why don’t you come up to the surface?”

The golden-crowned man said lightly, “That’s because the Heavenly Rules restrict us, not allowing the Abyssal human race to come to the surface. Otherwise, we would have come up long ago, and there would have been no chance for you to rule as kings.”

“So, you’re not worthy of living under the sunlight. Since even Heaven and Earth don’t let you out, why not just shrink back underground honestly? Why come out looking for death?”

The golden-crowned man spoke bleakly, “A defeated general, why bother with the noise!”

He turned his head bluntly, looking at Feng Yin, “You must be their reliance, right? That strike just now was indeed magnificent, quite impressive. You are worthy of speaking with me… hmm, what do you have to say?”

Narrowing his eyes, he asked, “Are you the main force blocking me?”

Feng Yin smiled, “Can’t I be?”

The golden-crowned man stood with his hands behind his back, his demeanor solemn. He smiled slightly, “Then what are you waiting for?”

“No rush.”

Feng Yin said with a smile, “I still have a question to ask.”

“Please ask.”

The golden-crowned man smiled.

It must be said, the fellow had good grace.

Blood and flesh were splattering everywhere, and countless bodies were falling like dumplings being dropped into boiling water.

Numerous demonic beasts were turning into pus and blood as they fell.

The sounds of screaming surrounded the area, and the battle roared with earth-shaking intensity.

But here, the two of them faced each other mid-air, within a radius of five zhang around them, it was utterly silent.

Not a single ripple stirred.

Even a sense of calm and harmony could be felt.

“Why must you come out of the Abyss? Why must you come out at this time? Why rush out so… differently from before?”

Feng Yin asked.

The golden-crowned man’s face cleared of the thick fog, revealing a pitch-black visage.

The pitch-black face shifted, becoming almost identical to that of the people of Anping Continent.

Then he wore a bitter smile, “Come out? Who doesn’t want to come out? Our ancestors for eighteen generations have wanted to come out, but we just can’t, can we?”

His face somehow conveyed deep emotion.

Feng Yin was speechless.

You went to great lengths to make a face just to show me your expression?

But it must be said, this act of ‘showing a humanized expression on one’s face’ gave the golden-crowned man a great sense of pleasure and accomplishment.

So, he was very pleased.

“But if it’s a choice between coming out and dying, do you think we’d willingly come out to seek death?”

The golden-crowned man changed to a ‘tragic recollection’ expression, his face twisting with sorrow, his portrayal strikingly convincing.

Feng Yin said, “I would hear the details.”

“The Abyssal Dark Souls suddenly began to stir greatly, starting to devour us.”

The golden-crowned man said with an indignant expression, then quickly switched to a morose one.

He moved between emotions effortlessly: “We were powerless to resist them; they are our natural predators.”

“Dark Souls?”

Feng Yin stopped sympathizing with his expressions and instead pressed with a question, “What is that?”

“Dark Souls are an invincible existence.”

The golden-crowned man sighed, “Formless, shadowless, unpredictable, undetectable, unguardable, and even in death, you wouldn’t know you had died…”

Feng Yin sneered, “If the Dark Souls are so fearsome, wouldn’t you have been annihilated long ago?”

“You’re right; if the Dark Souls kept devouring without stopping, we would have been completely consumed by now. But they don’t devour continuously. They erupt every so many years, swallowing only once.”

“And each devouring causes an upheaval in the Abyss.”

“Each upheaval strikes at the seal of Heaven and Earth… That is the true reason why we have been assaulting periodically over the years.”

The golden-crowned man wore an expression of ‘deep, resigned sighs.’

“I see now.”

Feng Yin understood.

“It seems that this continuous assault is also because the Dark Souls haven’t retreated and are still devouring?”

“Yes.”

The golden-crowned man said with a deep sigh, “To use a phrase from your humans, ‘if one can live happily and in peace, who would choose a life of turmoil?’ We are the same; if we can make it to the surface, who would want to stay underground, constantly threatened by the Dark Souls?”

Feng Yin nodded, speaking earnestly, “You make sense.”

It became clear.

As Feng Yin had surmised, the reason for the Abyss’s outburst was due to the Evil Spirits!

The cause was the outbreak of Evil Spirits.

“May I ask your honor’s name?”

Feng Yin slowly stroked the blade, “Why so candid?”

This was beyond his expectations.

The golden-crowned man said flatly, “Whether I explain or not, it’s a battle of life and death. You don’t let us come up because you’re fighting for survival. And we must come up, also fighting for survival.”

“A battle of life and death, that’s all there is to it.”

“If we make it to the surface, you would be exterminated by us, or at most, bred to become a readily available delicacy. So, since the conflict can’t be reconciled, why not be a little more candid?”