It would mean completely unleashing the Demon Plane and giving it the chance to invade this planet.
Inside an ice coffin.
Yuanen Yehui's body was lying there quietly.
She was in her early twenties, with long purple hair and a hint of heroic spirit about her. Her features were beautiful, but at this moment her face was deathly pale, her lips purple, her breathing in utter chaos. If not for the surging vitality of the golden ancient tree barely keeping her alive, she would likely have died already. Even so, her current condition still looked extremely grim.
"Absorb the spirit ring." Gu Yue let out a slow, turbid breath. Her hands were stuffed into the pockets of her trench coat, her gaze complicated.
"But…"
"We're both Title Douluo now, and we have three-word battle armor. That's enough to rival a Super Douluo. Besides, I'll go ask Qiangu Dongfeng of the Spirit Pagoda for help. With Su Wen's favor there, he won't just sit back and watch us die."
"But if we do that… we'll be exposing our trump cards." Na'er said worriedly. "If they find out that even we can't get in touch with Dad, will they betray us when we're resisting the Demon Plane, stab us in the back? Without Dad, I'm afraid they'll act without any scruples."
"Qiangu Dongfeng…" Gu Yue slowly exhaled.
People were like that. When Su Wen was still around, he was the stabilizing force for everything. Just the sight of his back was enough to put everyone at ease, as if any problem could be solved as long as he was there.
But now…
"There's no way out. We can't just stand here and watch Yehui die." Gu Yue's eyes were solemn.
"And contact and notify the Yuanen family. Only with an Limite Douluo holding the line can we feel a bit more at ease."
"Okay!" Na'er nodded, then turned away to send the message.
"…" Gu Yue walked up to the ice coffin and gently caressed Yuanen Yehui's pale, icy cheek. "Everything is going to be fine."
…
"Darkness will eventually descend; only through corruption can one be free!"
Yuanen Yehui slowly woke up, but her pupils were pitch-black, eerie and terrifying. After she repaired the ninth Poké Ball, her combat strength once again surpassed the Title Douluo level, but at the same time, she completely lost the power to resist and was taken over by the demons.
Two spiral horns sprouted from the top of her head, strange wings extended from her back, and her face was covered in sinister cold markings. She cackled wildly and let out a loud roar.
"This is… a demon?" Qiangu Dongfeng was stunned.
"That's right. She can summon the Gate of Demons." Gu Yue pressed her lips together slightly.
"The Demon Plane has always been sowing seeds across the continents, attempting an invasion. Their own plane is only about one-tenth the size of the Douluo Plane, and their resources are extremely scarce, so only conquest can strengthen them. And Yehui is one of their demon seeds. Su Wen said that only a divine tool like the Sea God's Trident can sever her connection to the Demon Plane. We can't do that…"
"Then there's nothing left but to fight." Qiangu Dongfeng's gaze grew solemn.
For this battle, he had mobilized nearly half of the Federation's legions. Almost all of the Spirit Pagoda's forces were involved. Even his father and elder brother had awakened to join the war.
This battlefield was above the sea. Countless fleets and airships had completely cleared everything within a radius of a hundred li. Numerous powerhouses encircled the area.
"By the way, ahem, Mr. Su Wen, he…" Qiangu Dongfeng hesitated but still opened his mouth to ask.
"I don't know." Gu Yue shook her head in desolation.
There was no point pretending anymore. Once or twice, she could still put on a front, but any more than that and Qiangu Dongfeng wasn't an idiot.
"It's fine. Everything will turn out fine…" Qiangu Dongfeng hesitated, but still spoke.
He wasn't the kind of person who burned bridges after crossing them. Although the great Su Wen had mysteriously vanished, the miniature world inside the Poké Balls was unquestionably real and completely unaffected. All the changes he had brought were enough to record his name in the Federation's history.
Facing such a godlike existence, no matter how foolish he might be, he would never believe that just because the other party had disappeared for a time that it meant he had fallen.
"Roar!"
Behind Yuanen Yehui, a Gate of Demons symbolizing pure evil slowly opened.
On the other side, demons surged forth like a rolling tide.
"Ohohohoho!"
"Seize this place! Kill them all!"
Hellhounds, hulking fiends, winged flying demons, and even great demons shaped like giant goats poured out from the Gate of Demons. They swept out like a black wave, launching a surprise attack on the surrounding Federation soldiers.
Among them, nine great demons were the most powerful, their aura sky-shaking.
The strongest of them, the Demon King Alba, curled his lips into a smile and spread his arms wide, as if embracing a new homeland.
"Not bad. Very good…"
He looked at Yuanen Yehui with satisfaction.
And granted her the purest demonic power.
"In that case, my people, begin to enjoy this slaughter!"
Under his lead, countless demons streamed out. The scene was disgusting, savage, and horrifying.
"Damn, they're this strong…" Qiangu Dongfeng was caught completely off guard.
Because he had charged straight in to meet the Demon King Alba in battle.
"Second Brother, I'll help you!"
"I'm coming too!"
Two coiling dragon staves and a Purgatory Halberd—three Limite Douluo charged straight at Alba.
Yet they were still no match.
Although the other side was only a half-god level existence, he had an entire plane supporting him. His godhead was already formed and he far surpassed the realm of Limite Douluo, even approaching that of a divine officer. While his nine great demons underling him were rather underwhelming, he alone was absurdly powerful.
"And there's this old man too!" Yuanen Zhentian charged up with his son to help hold Alba back.
Only then did the situation barely stabilize.
"Hahahaha, wonderful, wonderful!" The Demon King Alba laughed wildly. The demonic halberd in his hand flashed again as he swept it forward. It clashed heavily with Qiangu Dongfeng's Coiling Dragon Staff, the resulting boom echoing through the sky. Alba's aura, however, only grew more ferocious.
"This is bad. This is getting troublesome…" Qiangu Dongfeng's face went pale. He clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn it." Gu Yue clenched her fists. With the might of the Silver Dragon, she summoned water bullets to blast a flying demon away.
"Well done, Yehui. From now on, you'll be the Daughter of Demons… carry on my glory and wage war across the four directions for the demon race." Alba laughed wantonly.
"No, Yehui… don't!"
Just when everyone had fallen into despair, Gu Yue sensed something strange. Overcome with anger and grief, she looked up at the demonic version of Yehui in the sky.
Yuanen Yehui's expression twisted in pain as she struggled. Her original consciousness once again seized the upper hand.
"These years, getting to meet you all has made me very happy. Gu Yue, Na'er, and… him. It was he who gave me the hope to keep living, who pointed out the path forward so that I would no longer be timid and inferior. Even if I'm going to die, none of this is his fault. Really. To have met you all in these last days has been the happiest time of my life…" Yuanen Yehui's original appearance gradually emerged as the dark markings on her skin faded away.
She looked at Gu Yue and Na'er with deep regret and reluctance.
"I'm sorry. All of this started because of me and cost so many lives… it really shouldn't have happened."
"In that case…"
She pressed the dark longsword against her own neck, a thin line of blood appearing.
"I'll use my life to end this calamity that should never have existed."
"Puchi…"
"No!"
Gu Yue let out a roar of helpless rage, her eyes gradually filling with tears.
Qiangu Dongfeng's face was ashen as he closed his eyes in helplessness. They had done everything they could, but that Demon King was simply too terrifying, and their top-tier fighting strength was far too lacking.
Originally, the Douluo Star could have crushed the enemy with ease, but the Plane's spirit had been devoured by Tang Hao. That guy was probably hiding somewhere right now, watching the show.
"Sorry I'm late."
A gentle voice rang out across heaven and earth.
At the same time, Yuanen Yehui's eyes flew open in shock as the demon sword in her hand slowly shattered. A tall, straight figure stood in front of her.
"Boss!"
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