The Power of a Mortal Is on par with a Holy Emperor? (3)

"It's too light!"

Yu Lingdi's entire body cracked, but he could still sense the weight of the Transformation above it.

The piece of land that had fallen from above had lost more than twice its original weight due to the water loss!

He conjured up his hand seals again as he urged the huge water world above the Ghost City of the Netherworld. Water dragons shot out from it and plunged into the falling land.

Rise from the ground!

The rumbling sounds were endless, and all the spectators outside the Fallen Abyss felt dizzy.

They could tell who had launched the attack.

After all, no matter how insignificant the Water-type Upanishad was in the Ghost City of the Netherworld, it could only be used by Yu Lingdi.

So, this puny Cutting Path Stage used all his strength to stop the Holy Emperor's attack and the falling power of the Ghost City of the Netherworld?

"Yu Lingdi..."