Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

The Demon Dimension is only slightly stronger than the ordinary dimension, far weaker than the Douluo Continent dimension. The Demon Lord Alba, a top expert in the Demon Dimension, is only equivalent to an ordinary Limit Douluo. It's quite impressive that he could withstand one move from Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu's divine light spread in all directions, and the energy released from the deaths of numerous demons gave him a very slight boost. Unlike the Abyss Plane, the Demon Plane didn't have the ability to instantly return as energy upon death, making it relatively easy to deal with.

The life energy of the demon legion is enormous. Even the most ordinary hellhounds are equivalent to the combat power of a human three-ring soul master. With so many demon legions, one can imagine the amount of life energy they possess. Having tasted the benefits, Qian Daoliu naturally set his sights on the remaining powerful demons like Alba.

Alba struggled to his feet from the mud, and when he noticed Qian Daoliu's gaze, his heart trembled and flames flickered in his eyes. He already sensed something was very wrong; the guy in front of him was so powerful, something he had never expected.

He now faces two problems: how to escape from Qian Daoliu's clutches and how to return to the Demon Dimension.

That's right, he can't return to the Demon Dimension for the time being. The Demon Dimension consumed too much energy in order to descend here, and to reopen the dimensional portal, he would need to lead his subordinates to devour a large amount of life energy belonging to this world in order to cast the spell.

When he first set foot in this world, he didn't think it would be difficult at all, but now it seems that it's not like that at all. The legion was devastated as soon as it appeared, and now it has to face this powerful figure in front of it.

He knew this was bad news and he had to escape first. Only by escaping could he have a chance to replenish his life energy and reopen the dimensional portal.

This world is too terrible. We must return to the demon world as soon as possible. This is the only thought in the mind of the demon lord Alba.

His gaze swept across the area for a moment, then suddenly purple-gold flames erupted from his body. "My people, destroy him!"

He once again ordered his men to launch an attack. At this moment, he only had seven great demons left by his side, each of whom was equivalent to a Super Douluo. They were also high-ranking members of the demon plane, with their own will and were unwilling to die, but they had no choice now.

"Roar"

The seven great demons rushed towards Qian Daoliu in an instant, with Alba following closely behind, contrary to his usual behavior. The combined strength of the eight of them was quite formidable, and they also possessed the ability to launch a joint attack. The protective divine light on Qian Daoliu's body was suddenly stirred up by ripples.

The powerful demons were frantically trying to break the deadlock, but unfortunately they couldn't even harm Qian Daoliu's divine body. After only a few breaths, the demons, who had been going crazy, were filled with fear and their morale collapsed.

They left the Demon Dimension to invade the Douluo Continent Dimension. Without the ability to absorb life energy and facing Dimensional Repulsion, both Alba and his powerful demons would be rapidly depleted, unable to sustain this for long. If this continued, their inevitable fate would be defeat.

Qian Daoliu coldly watched these overconfident fellows, and when their aura weakened, he suddenly threw a punch, and the intense light instantly engulfed everything.

"boom"

As light descended, the demon king Alba instinctively drew his sword to block. A surge of immense power emanated from the Dark Flame Demon Sword, causing intense demonic flames to spread and boil, violently distorting the surrounding space.

Alba's massive body trembled violently. The dark energy attached to the Dark Demon Sword was extremely dense, full of corrosiveness and penetrability, causing his body to erupt with a series of dark auras. However, it was completely submerged by the power of the God of Light in just a few breaths.

Alba retreated rapidly, his fiery wings suddenly unfurling behind him, creating a fiery gate behind him. His massive body quickly merged into the fiery gate.

The demon king knew very well that things couldn't continue like this; the dimensional repulsion was too strong, and he could already feel the effects on him. He had to leave this place quickly, otherwise, things would only get worse.

So Alba did not hesitate to run away, because he knew that if he did not run away, he might not be able to escape!

Unfortunately, his idea and action came too late. Qian Daoliu had already set his sights on him, the leader of the demons, and Alba naturally had no chance of escaping.

"You want to leave? Have you asked me first?"

A phantom of a divine realm of light instantly appeared behind Qian Daoliu, and the light quickly spread, enveloping all the remaining demon powerhouses.

Alba felt a terrifying surge of divine light power coming from all directions. He had already escaped into the space, but was forced out. His body was hissing and white smoke was constantly billowing out. He was in excruciating pain.

Alba realized that if he didn't look for an opportunity, even escaping would be difficult. Before he could give the order, the seven great demons charged toward Qian Daoliu in a straight line.

They all had long tails. At this moment, each of the great demons' tails was wrapped around the waist of another great demon, forming a bond connecting them. Their tails seemed to have a very special function, as Qian Daoliu's previous group attacks were ineffective no matter who they hit.

Each demon can absorb the power of other great demons and use it to forcibly resist external forces, because their tails are connected, energy conversion is extremely fast, and they can be used as easily as an extension of their own limbs.

The seven great demons fought as one, and it was through this method that they barely managed to withstand Qian Daoliu's casual attack. Beneath their feet, a large expanse of purplish-black light patterns condensed into a shape resembling a giant purplish-black dragon.

However, unlike the dragons on Douluo Continent, these purplish-black shadows resembling dragons are more like snakes, with the seven great demons being the seven heads of this strange snake. The magic array they form is extremely bizarre, moving in unison as if they were one.

The seven great demons covered the seriously injured Alba as he moved backward quickly. Although they were not as free as before due to the influence of the God of Light, they were very coordinated, like a seven-headed serpent rapidly shrinking.

Then, the nine great demons screamed simultaneously, and their dark demon swords slashed out fiercely. The purple-black light intertwined in the air, transforming into a ferocious snake head that devoured Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu didn't even have to retaliate against their attacks; the light elements around his body simply surged out, forming a long river of light.

"boom"

The moment the River of Light collided with the hideous serpent head, the seven great demons trembled simultaneously, their bodies erupting with purplish-black energy that instantly thickened the air, carrying them in a lateral shift as they retreated rapidly. Alba seized this opportunity to once again attempt to open the demon passage.

The River of Light pursued relentlessly, while the seven great demons launched a full-scale defense. Their formation became even tighter than before, with the seven of them completely gathered together, forming a circle with their tails connected to each other.

The dark swords in their hands pointed to the sky, and the seven-headed serpent patterns that were originally on the ground actually transformed into a huge seven-headed serpent projected into the air. The seven-headed serpent exuded an extremely strong aura and spewed out dark energy, forming a dark rain.

The moment the River of Light collided with the Rain of Dark Light, a large amount of smoke rose rapidly with a hissing sound, followed by a devastating roar.

The purplish-black dark power and golden light created massive energy explosions, instantly filling the surrounding air with terrifying elemental storms. An ordinary person here would be torn to shreds in an instant by these elemental storms.

All seven great demons now had their legs embedded in the ground, their scales dimming. Such a collision was far too much for them, especially considering that Qian Daoliu hadn't even used his full strength.

A beam of light suddenly descended from the sky, landing precisely in the center of the circular battle formation formed by the seven great demons, instantly severing their tails. The seven great demons almost simultaneously felt their energy drain away, and the previously unified dark energy was interrupted.

The Demon King Alba had been keeping a close eye on the battlefield while he was opening the Demon Passage, and when he saw this scene, he was filled with anxiety.

He was heartbroken that his entire demon army had been wiped out, but there were so many beings in the demon realm that as long as he could return home, he could still recruit more soldiers and rebuild his army.

But these great demons are his foundation. He doesn't have many powerful subordinates, especially not many top-tier experts above the Title Douluo level.

Moreover, his relationship with these nine great demons was very special; in a sense, they were a part of him.

The loss of two powerful demons had already made Alba lose his composure; if the enemy were to wipe out the rest in one fell swoop, he would be completely finished.

Chapter 740 The Fall of Alba

The Demon Lord was anxious to see the last seven great demons in danger, but this was the crucial moment to open the Demon Gate, and he dared not leave easily.

In the demon realm, reproduction is not a concept; their inheritance is based on division. When a powerful being chooses to split, it splits into two individuals, each weaker than the first, who then cultivate and grow anew, only to split again.

Of course, there are many limiting conditions for performing a demonic split, such as having enough life energy, and having to start all over again once the split occurs.

This is an important way of inheritance in the demon plane, and the nine great demons who came with the demon king Alba were all split off from him.

The demon Alba has reached the pinnacle of the demon plane, and his method of splitting is completely different from that of ordinary demons.

He only chose to split off when he reached the pinnacle of the demon plane, splitting off a small portion of his power to form the most loyal great demon.

Because his cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Demon Plane, if he wants to break through further, he either needs to go to other planes to seek opportunities, such as the powerful plane Douluo Continent, which has already broken through the upper limit of the god level, or the world needs to be upgraded, or he can become the master of the plane.

Unfortunately, Alba didn't have enough opportunities, and none of these conditions were met. It was precisely because he couldn't continue to improve on his own for the time being that he underwent continuous splitting.

Because the energy of the Demon Dimension is limited and its power is far inferior to that of the Douluo Continent, it would take Alba hundreds of years to split off a Great Demon like the one before him. These nine Great Demons can be said to be his fundamental power.

They are like Alba's clones, capable of playing a crucial role at critical moments. Even when his current body ages to a certain point and can no longer split, he can choose to inherit the power and reshape his body through a great demon.

Therefore, if these nine great demons were in the demon plane, they would be practically his nine lives. Now that he sees that these great demons are about to be overwhelmed, how can he not be anxious?

He could recruit all other demons when they died, but if a great demon died, it was like losing a life to him, and it pained him to see it.

"Hoohoho..."

Alba suddenly let out a deafening roar, and light patterns appeared beneath his feet. These light patterns twisted wildly, and within a diameter of ten thousand meters, a terrifying dark storm suddenly churned violently, distorting the entire space. A portal of light appeared and disappeared behind him.

"The power of origin? You want to fight me to the death?"

Qian Daoliu's gaze first fell on the void passage behind Alba. He had gone through all this trouble without directly annihilating Alba, wasn't it precisely so that he would open the demon dimension again?

Of course, Qian Daoliu would not let the tigers return to the mountain. He never said he would recruit them. In that case, these guys' fate would definitely be grim.

These dark storms spread rapidly, naturally enveloping the seven great demons who had been blasted away. Dark elements transformed into dark chains that clung to them, attempting to pull them back to their side.

Alba did not want to give up his clone, so he risked his life to inject his power into the seven great demons through the connection of the Dark Storm, which was a temporary boost to their power.

Qian Daoliu noticed the demon powerhouse's subtle movements, so he stopped pretending and forced his way in. After the collision, six of the great demons were slammed into the ground, their bodies shattered in many places, and one of the great demons even had its horn broken off.

For demons, horns are the source of power; losing a horn is tantamount to losing half their life. But Alba ultimately managed to forcibly pull these powerful demons back to his side. Thanks to his timely protection from his dark storm, although six powerful demons were severely injured, none died.

"The power of corruption. A storm of destruction..."

Within the dark storm, nine enormous tornadoes suddenly rose up, and the Demon King Alba Meng spewed out a mouthful of purple blood mist, which merged into the destructive storm, instantly turning everything around into darkness.

A point of purplish-gold light suddenly appeared silently at a spot within the destructive storm. This demon king was releasing his primal power not only to protect the great demons, but more importantly, to escape at all costs.

If he can escape successfully, he will have the opportunity to restore his life energy by devouring other creatures, and even reopen the Demon Gate.

Unfortunately, his opponents were not so easily let him go; those who posed a threat to his life had long been eyeing him.

In the void, a portal of light suddenly opened without warning next to the purple-gold area, and a figure rushed into the massive storm of destruction.

The destructive storm dissipated and shattered, and the demon king Alba let out a miserable cry as the destructive storm almost instantly collapsed.

A powerful burst of light energy suddenly erupted, and for a moment the entire world seemed to be purified. All darkness collapsed in a roar. The energy storm, which was almost capable of destroying the world, made even cities hundreds of miles away tremble, and the ground shook like an earthquake.

The seven great demons, who had already been severely injured, were almost instantly reduced to fragments and eventually collapsed and vaporized in the terrifying explosion. Their complete disappearance truly terrified Alba.

However, the Demon King Alba was already preoccupied with his own survival, let alone anything else. His body was riddled with wounds, and his primal power had been torn open and released, as if his defenses had been breached in an instant.

He never expected to be treated like this by a powerful figure from the Douluo Continent. From beginning to end, he had no chance of defeating Qian Daoliu. Even so, the other party continued to weaken him, not even giving him a glimmer of hope, leaving him with no way to escape.

The final clash had extinguished his last hope. In the midst of the powerful explosion, a massive crater, over 500 meters in diameter and hundreds of meters deep, appeared in the earth—a crater brimming with the aura of destruction.

The surrounding energy storm tore through space, creating vast spatial rifts that spread throughout the area around the giant crater. The few remaining demonic creatures thought they had a chance to catch their breath, but in the next instant, they were completely ripped to pieces.

In the center of the giant pit, the demon king Alba, shrouded in a layer of purplish-black light, was teetering on the verge of collapse. His right arm and the dark magic sword had completely disappeared, and the pair of magnificent fiery wings that had once graced his back had also vanished without a trace.

More than 60% of the purple-gold scales covering his entire body were broken, and purple-gold liquid was oozing from his body. His aura had weakened to the extreme.

All nine great demons perished, their bodies completely destroyed. The rich life energy they generated was converging into the air, surging into Qian Daoliu's body, and even Alba's own energy was dissipating.

"No, impossible. I am the great Demon King Alba, how could I die here like this, how could I? Despicable humans, you betrayed Alba, you all deserve to die, you all deserve to die..."

The demon lord Alba muttered through gritted teeth, "Any living being will be unwilling to accept defeat. Few can calmly accept the bitter fruit of failure. More often, their hearts go mad and they constantly try to shift the blame to others."

Alba is in this situation now. He is unwilling to accept defeat and the current outcome, and naturally wants to rebel. For some strong people with bad tempers, this is a path to death.

"He's useless now, let's get rid of him!"

Suddenly another male voice appeared in the void. Qian Daoliu did not hesitate after hearing it, and a golden light pierced through Alba's body.

"No"

In that instant, the crazed Alba regained full consciousness. The intense pain and fear of death drove him to hysteria. However, the outcome was already predetermined. Under the holy golden light, his final fate was to be reduced to ashes.

"Certainly!"

A purplish-black light emanated, transforming into countless streams of air that scattered in all directions, as if something was trying to escape. But at that moment, a tremendous force of attraction suddenly appeared, accompanied by a melodious and majestic voice that shone brightly with golden light.

Qian Daoliu easily stabilized the dissipated energy after Alba's fall. Under the control and guidance of the golden light, these purplish-black lights quickly merged into the demonic passage that Alba had only opened halfway before his death.

Qian Daoliu slowly walked to the front of this plane. With the injection of a large amount of purplish-black light, the demon passage, which was originally turbulent, quickly stabilized. Qian Daoliu looked at the vortex of light in front of him and walked in without hesitation.

Shortly after he entered the vortex of light, he felt everything around him fall silent, as if he had entered a cold world. An indescribable, indomitable madness surged forth, flooding his mind.

His mind was instantly filled with a frenzied desire to destroy everything. That terrifying power instantly filled every corner of his body, causing his entire body to involuntarily begin to absorb and transform it, and his body continued to expand in the process.

This was the effect of the remaining willpower of the Demon King Alba. Its lingering soul power still carried some imprints, and when it attacked at a crucial moment, it did play a role to some extent.