Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

Qian Daoliu's gaze suddenly sharpened, and intense golden light swept over his entire body, causing wisps of black energy to evaporate instantly. "I could kill you when you were alive, but you're still restless even after you're dead. So, I'll kill you again?"

"what……"

With a scream, the last trace of power containing the will of the demon lord Alba was also scattered and obliterated, and this top powerhouse who traversed the demon plane came to a complete end.

Chapter 741 The Fallen Angel Clan

In the Demon Plane, in a lava-filled valley, a figure descended from the sky. When the light faded, an angel with six pairs of holy wings descended upon this fallen land.

"This is the Demon Dimension. What a disgusting environment!"

Qian Daoliu frowned as he looked around. The air was thick with the smell of sulfur, the ground was full of ravines, and the area was desolate with hardly any living creatures.

He casually waved his hand, and several beams of light shot out in all directions, rushing into the lava-covered earth. Instantly, several figures were reduced to ashes while struggling.

"Our strength has been suppressed, and I can sense that powerful beings from this dimension are approaching. It seems we can't force our way through."

When Qian Daoliu made his move, he felt the suppression from this direction. In fact, under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for a god-level powerhouse like him from another plane to travel to other worlds. However, the Demon Plane is somewhat special, and Qian Daoliu also has some special ways to avoid it.

After arriving in the Demon Plane, his strength was inevitably affected, not only by the plane's suppression but also by the elemental advantage.

The relationship of elemental advantage is not absolute. Just as fire can evaporate ice water, ice water can also extinguish fire. Advantage is relative. In Douluo Continent, he was able to single-handedly overcome the entire demon army, which was due to the blessing of the plane's will.

In the demon plane, the power of light is scarce, and he is the one who is restrained and greatly affected. If he were to encounter a large-scale demon army like before again, he might be in danger.

However, they had already made plans for this situation before setting off. Qian Daoliu clasped his hands together, and his tenth divine soul ring suddenly lit up. A huge halo appeared and spun wildly, and a figure slowly emerged from the center of the halo.

"This is the Demon Dimension, it's so weak!"

After Yan arrived in the Demon Realm from the Douluo Continent, he stretched, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding void. In just a moment, he had grasped a great deal of information about this realm.

He looked up, turned around, and locked onto a certain direction. Then he called out to Qian Daoliu, "Let's go and see the angels of the Demon Dimension!"

Qian Daoliu's eyebrows twitched slightly. He had only sensed a large amount of dark power rapidly approaching, but he did not have the same clear perception as Yan. Hearing him mention the angel race of the demon plane, he was also quite curious.

Yan and Qian Daoliu didn't say much. The two figures took off one after the other and left their original positions. Before long, a dark sky was rapidly approaching from in front of them.

"The angel race with dark attributes, fallen angels?"

Qian Daoliu and Yan stopped in mid-air. With their amazing eyesight, they could clearly see the true face of the dark sky in front of them, which was actually thousands of flying demon races.

Their appearance was remarkably similar to Qian Daoliu's; their humanoid forms were exceptionally handsome, with the men being dashing and the women gorgeous, and all possessing black wings on their backs, mostly two wings, with only a few having four.

"Hahaha, there are actually some fools who don't know their own mortality invading my demon plane. Very good, you will become my best collection."

An aura no less powerful than Alba's emerged from the dark sky. His voice was loud and confident, and he had three pairs of jet-black wings and a rather strange face. This must be the leader of the Fallen Angel Legion.

"Black boil? Is that your name?"

Yan looked at the confident six-winged fallen angel. This guy's strength was not bad, barely reaching the level of Limit Douluo, but for both him and Qian Daoliu, this level of strength was just like sending food to be eaten!

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to spend more money."

"you"

The fallen angel lord, Wu Jie, was about to utter some harsh words, but Yan, who had no interest in listening to his ramblings, took action directly. He raised his right hand and pushed, and a huge energy hand grabbed straight at the fallen angel legion in front of him. Immediately, all the fallen angels, including Wu Jie, were filled with fear.

A colossal hand of energy slammed into the dark canopy of the sky, causing the dense dark elements to crumble and shatter. The giant hand then slammed down with overwhelming force. The Fallen Angel King, Wu Jie, screamed in agony as all the dark elements collapsed almost instantly.

Yan casually slapped a large punch that caused tons of damage to the Fallen Angel Legion, the terrifying energy directly shattering all their power.

In an instant, the entire demon world seemed to collapse amidst the roar. The aura of destruction was so overwhelming that even demons hundreds of miles away trembled. It was as if a single slap had shattered the very will of the world.

The entire fallen angel legion plummeted to the ground, but before they all fell, the massive hand grabbed the boil and hurled it toward the earth.

Shooting stars streaked across the dark sky, followed by a series of explosions on the earth. Countless fragments of rock flew everywhere, leaving the Demon Land scarred and riddled with deep craters. Countless demons were instantly annihilated, and countless craters were filled with screaming fallen angels.

The once majestic King of Fallen Angels, Wu Jun, is now in a very pitiful state. His body is covered with cracks, and his primordial power is constantly being lost.

A giant crater, over 500 meters in diameter and hundreds of meters deep, appeared on the ground. Wu Jing lay in it like a porcelain doll, covered in wounds, and almost completely broken down. Any slight movement could mean certain death.

The energy storm tore through space, creating vast spatial rifts around the giant crater. The few remaining demonic creatures that had tried to escape were instantly ripped to pieces by the spatial rifts.

In the center of the giant pit, the Fallen Angel King Wu Jie, whose entire body was shrouded in a layer of purplish-black light, collapsed to the ground. The three pairs of magnificent Fallen Angel wings on his back were all charred, more than 60 percent of his body was broken, and purplish-black blood kept oozing out of his body. His breath was extremely weak.

He was surrounded by countless screaming fallen angels. In this unequal battle, Yan didn't even use much strength. He just slapped, grabbed, and threw the fallen angels, mainly targeting Wu Jie. The rest of the minions were just incidental. But even so, the fallen angels who were incidentally attacked couldn't withstand his power.

Many weak fallen angels and demons were reduced to ashes during the tossing process. A large amount of life energy surged out and rose into the sky, but Yan casually pushed it all into Qian Daoliu's body with a single palm strike.

"No, impossible. I am the great Fallen Angel King, Urouge, how could I fail like this, how could I..."

Wu Jie lay on the ground, muttering to himself. Even now, he couldn't believe his failure, or rather, he couldn't accept that he had failed so ridiculously.

Yan glanced at Wu Jing, a divine light captured him in his hand, and after a moment looked at Qian Daoliu, "It seems he's no longer of any use. Do you need this Fallen Angel Clan? If not, I'll just deal with them all!"

Qian Daoliu pointed to the fallen angel legion below and said, "More powerful beings from the demon plane have arrived. My strength is quite limited here, so I'll handle them!"

"Okay, you handle it here, I'll go take care of those crawlers."

Yan nodded and rose into the air again, then transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky, while Qian Daoliu looked at the severely injured Fallen Angel King Wu Jun.

Even a casual strike from Yan was not something that anyone below the god level could withstand. Wu Jun was seriously injured and lay on the ground, with no chance of escape. After noticing Qian Daoliu's gaze, he finally came to his senses and faced the desperate situation.

"No, you can't kill me! You can't lay a hand on the great King Wuquan! We are all angels! I can lead my people to submit to you and become your lackeys..."

The demon king became hysterical almost instantly, his eyes flashing with dark light, filled with rage and resentment.

What kind of mess is this?! He came to deal with the invaders from the demon plane, thinking it would be a simple matter, but he didn't expect the opponent's strength to be so terrifying. When did the will of the plane start deceiving demons? If he had known he was facing such a powerful being, he wouldn't have brought his people to their deaths.

"May you never be reborn into the demon realm in your next life!"

There was not a trace of pity in Qian Daoliu's eyes. From the moment he entered the Demon Plane, he knew that this plane was not a normal world, but was full of slaughter, chaos, depravity, and darkness...

This world developed entirely by invading other planes. Initially, it also targeted the Douluo Continent plane. If the Douluo Continent plane hadn't been stronger, it might have already been enslaved.

Therefore, we cannot show mercy when dealing with such planes. We should not be soft-hearted if we can completely destroy them. It would be better to wipe out the entire plane.

"No"

Amidst the furious howls of the black angel, all the fallen angels were purified by the power of the God of Light. The purplish-black light dissipated before it even rose, and countless streams of air tried to escape but were obliterated by the power of the God of Light.

In the sky, centered on Qian Daoliu, a tremendous force of attraction drew in the boundless essence of the fallen angels. Qian Daoliu had vanished without a trace, replaced by an incomparably colossal angelic figure.

The golden angel statue was over a hundred meters tall, exuding an aura of majesty. It hovered in the air and continued to grow larger, like a pillar supporting the sky. Almost instantly, all the energy of the fallen angel legion after their deaths was drawn to it and absorbed into the angel statue.

The angel statue suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, followed by a powerful explosion. A vast amount of golden-red light swept in all directions, eventually causing the angel statue to slowly dissipate, leaving behind a massive cocoon of light.

Qian Daoliu's aura was contained within it, and wisps of mysterious light patterns appeared on the surface of the light cocoon. As the light patterns appeared and flickered, Qian Daoliu's aura continued to change, becoming increasingly mysterious and steadily rising, constantly transforming towards the cultivation of a third-level deity.

Chapter 742 The Terrifying Power of Flame

The Demon Dimension, the Fallen Angel Castle, is the stronghold of the Fallen Angel race.

Above the pitch-black sky, a figure descended upon the top of the castle with an aura of awe. As this aura appeared, incomparably holy energy surged out in all directions above the territory of the Fallen Angels.

At this moment, countless weak members of the fallen angel race subconsciously prostrated themselves in worship, while powerful members and legions of various demon races who had arrived from not far away were also attracted by the strange phenomenon and quickly converged in this direction.

"Are you rushing to your deaths like this? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

Yan could sense more powerful beings from the demon plane gathering. He sneered and then launched a fierce attack, unleashing a surge of boundless energy in all directions.

How terrifying is a God-King level powerhouse? As long as Yan has a thought, destroying an ordinary plane is very easy. Even a demon plane cannot withstand his power. If he were to unleash a little more power, he could completely destroy the plane.

A powerful energy storm swept across the entire plane, instantly obliterating countless demon races. A humanoid demon, entirely black with a pair of red horns on its head and a pair of enormous fleshy wings on its back, rose into the sky amidst screams, glowing brightly. Yan glanced at it but didn't pay it much attention.

He moved swiftly and arrived at a plain where many powerful demons remained. He would not let any of those who dared to surround him go.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. He's just one person. We have so many powerful individuals, and we also have the blessing of the dimensional spirit. Unity is strength..."

The remaining powerful demons were terrified at the sight of Yan's appearance, but those who survived were all strong and quick-witted. They knew that they absolutely could not roar recklessly at this time, so they each called out to fight Yan.

Numerous demons stood together, forming a powerful array. The silhouette of a humanoid demon appeared in the sky. Seeing this, Yan became too lazy to continue attacking the weak and charged directly at the demonic silhouette.

On the Demon Plains, two beams of light clashed violently as flames and shadows collided. With this rapid collision, a vast, clearly defined chasm split open in the sky above the entire Demon Plane.

Where they collided, large spatial cracks appeared, and countless energies swept in all directions, causing even greater impact.

Although Yan's strength far surpassed that of these demons, the 'demons' summoned by their combined attack were actually connected to the origin of this plane, and the power of law they used each time was very special, which piqued Yan's interest, so he did not go all out for the time being.

In the repeated confrontations, the demonic light and shadow gradually dissipated, while the aura of fire drew ever closer to the origin of the demonic plane, becoming almost completely suppressed. He hadn't actually been fighting; he was just practicing on that demonic light and shadow, and it seemed to be quite effective.

"No"

After Yan's aura gradually stabilized in the demon plane, he lost interest in playing around. A massive hand that blotted out the sky pressed down instantly, the demonic light and shadow collapsed, and all the remaining powerful demons perished.

After overcoming these obstacles, he did not continue flying aimlessly. Instead, he looked up at the sky, in the direction where the demon had disappeared earlier. He could sense that the demon in that direction was gradually getting stronger.

"How interesting! Is this a plane's self-salvation? To create a plane master in such a short time, they've spared no expense!"

As Yan spoke, he quickly ascended into the air, and soon he saw the demon who had been fleeing in a sorry state. At this moment, he was radiating dark divine power, like a demon god who was about to destroy the world.

"You, the intruder, I should thank you. Without your invasion, I'm afraid I would never have been able to become the master of this plane."

The demon plane lord's lips curled into a mocking smile, a move that was undoubtedly suicidal, and Yan naturally wouldn't tolerate it.

"You think you're some lucky guy? You're wrong, you're just an unlucky guy."

With a cold laugh, Yan struck out with his palm, appearing in front of the guy in the next instant. The moment the palm struck the head, the demon god's head instantly exploded, and his aura rapidly weakened.

This is probably the most tragic plane master in all the universes. He didn't even get to sit in his position for ten minutes before he was hastily logged off. Even Yan felt that he was too pitiful.

With the fall of this Demon Lord, the entire Demon Plane was in constant turmoil, with violent storms, world-ending earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions following one after another.

This Demon Lord was born of calamity and was able to break through to the god level by relying on the power of the entire demon plane. The will of the demon plane originally wanted him to solve the trouble, but it did not expect that this guy would be so vulnerable.

Now that he is dead, the entire Demon Plane is greatly affected. The power of the source has decreased, and all kinds of disasters are rampant in the Demon Plane.

This change in the Demon Plane will definitely last a long time, because its origin has been greatly damaged. All the powerful beings who died had their origins taken away by Yan Hu and Qian Daoliu, which caused the plane to become unbalanced.

This problem cannot be solved, and the plane will continue to weaken until various natural and man-made disasters destroy some of the top-level powerhouses in the entire demon plane, reclaim their power of law, and repair themselves. Only then will this disaster stop.

However, these things have nothing to do with Yan. In fact, the more chaotic the Demon Realm is, the better for him, since he came here to cause destruction. Destroying the Demon Realm would be very beneficial to him.

The previous Demon Lord is dead, and the current Demon Plane Will doesn't have many choices. It can either quickly choose a new representative for the Plane Lord, or let Yan and Qian Daoliu do as they please and gamble that they will leave the Demon Plane on their own.

However, in reality, neither of the two methods mentioned above is feasible. Yan and Qian Daoliu did not come to the Demon Plane for tourism, so how could they just leave like that? As for the first method, it is even more unrealistic. If choosing the plane lord was useful, the first demon lord would not have died.

Yan's power is terrifying, especially for planes below the God Realm. An outsider God-King almost symbolizes the end of the world. According to the hierarchy, planes below the God Realm can be roughly divided into ordinary, level three, level two, and level one.

The ruler of a normal plane is roughly a level 100 true god. A level 3 plane can accommodate a level 3 god-level ruler, a level 2 plane can accommodate a level 2 god, and a level 1 plane can accommodate a main god-level ruler.

In ancient times, the Douluo Continent was at least a first-level plane. However, after experiencing the Dragon God's Rebellion and the True Dragon's Tribulation, it suffered various suppressions and lost its foundation. The ancient Tree of Life withered and became a Seed of Nature, falling to a second-level plane.

The Abyss, which previously invaded the Douluo Continent plane, is a first-level plane and has the potential to challenge the God Realm. However, it would be very difficult to succeed and it would easily become a target of other God Realms.