Chapter 83: What's Going on with the Cat Emperor's Attitude?_3

Surviving by a mere thread was already a huge stroke of luck.

As for whether one could recover, it depended on whether there was a divine doctor like Feng Yin beneath the Abyss.

The crowned men retreated in defeat.

And the other masters of the Abyss, those who were killed met their end, those poisoned by toxins and those who escaped did so, their corpses sinking by the tens of millions into the dense fog.

The other lucky survivors had already fled back to safety.

Above the dense fog, around the epicenter of the eruption, a radius of a hundred miles lay in silence.

One could only see the swirling mists at their feet, tinged with a layer of pink vapor that was slowly fading away.

That was the blood mist slowly disappearing.

Feng Ying, Wind Poison, and Ice Phoenix all gathered around.

With a look that screamed 'I'm the most awesome, my contributions are the greatest, praise me quickly.'