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Demon Plane. In a lava valley thick with molten rock, a figure descended from the sky. When the light faded, an angel with six pairs of sacred wings had arrived in this fallen land.

"So this is the Demon Plane. What a truly disgusting environment!"

Qian Daoliu frowned as he surveyed his surroundings. The air was thick with the stench of sulfur, the ground was covered in ravines, and the desolate area showed little sign of life.

With a casual wave, several swords of light shot in all directions and plunged into the molten earth. Immediately, several figures struggled briefly before being reduced to ash.

"My strength is being suppressed, and I can sense that this plane's powerhouses are approaching. It seems I can't take this head-on."

The moment Qian Daoliu attacked, he sensed this plane's suppression. Under normal circumstances, God-level powerhouses from other planes like him found it difficult to travel to other worlds. However, the Demon Plane was somewhat special, and Qian Daoliu had certain special means of circumventing the restrictions.

After arriving on the Demon Plane, his strength had inevitably been affected. It was not only due to the plane's suppression, but also the restraint between their attributes.

Attribute restraint was not absolute. Fire could evaporate ice water, yet ice water could also extinguish fire; restraint was relative. On Douluo Continent, he could suppress the entire demon army by himself because he had the blessing of the plane's will.

But on the Demon Plane, Light God power was scarce, making him the restrained side instead. The impact on him was considerable. If he encountered another large-scale demon legion like before, he might truly be in danger.

However, they had already made preparations for this situation before setting out. Qian Daoliu brought his hands together, and his tenth