Conspiracy

Let us shift our gaze to the other side.

The Demon Monarch fled back to the Demon Plane in a sorry state.

He lingered on in his own territory, barely clinging to life.

In a certain sense, this plane was more like an Abyss Plane lacking an Abyssal Sage King.

Relying on constant devouring to evolve, it had only just birthed a plane will.

Its legal system and plane rules were far from perfect; all it had was the law of constant evolution through consumption.

To put it bluntly, aside from the plane will itself, this world was not even as sophisticated as the demi-plane created by Electrolux, that man who "held the sun and moon in his hands and plucked the stars, a man without equal in this world."

Furthermore, the intelligence of this plane will was only equivalent to that of a three-year-old human child.

Ignorant and instinctive, it would only bestow blessings upon the talented creatures of the plane based on intuition.

Currently, there were five monarch-level demons in the Demon Plane.

These five monarchs belonged to different races, such as the Hell Three-Headed Dog, Great Demons, and so on.

Under the blessings of the plane will, they had stood out from countless other demons through constant devouring and slaughter, reaching the pinnacle of evolution in this world.

However, this pinnacle was only equivalent to the quasi-god level of the Douluo Plane.

And because the legal system was imperfect, it was possible for them to be countered and punished by powerhouses at the semi-god level of the Douluo Plane.

The Demon Monarch casually swatted to death a subordinate who had dared to harbor covetous thoughts toward him.

He then began to use his stored energy to recover his strength.

Half a day later, at least in terms of outward aura, the Demon Monarch had regained his strength.

"This operation was a heavy loss."

"My demon legion, the three hell hounds I split from myself, and the two Great Demons I borrowed."

Once a Demon Monarch reached the limit of the Demon Plane, he could use a splitting method to create an individual similar to himself.

Such split individuals were fiercely loyal to the original body.

Most possessed the strength of a level 96 or 97 Super Douluo, and if they were lucky enough to absorb sufficient energy, they could advance to the Limit Douluo level in the future.

"No, I can feel that the plane will's blessings toward me are diminishing."

"It seems my actions this time have made the plane will very dissatisfied with me."

"I must do something, otherwise, once I lose the protection of the plane will, I will likely be devoured by other lords."

The Demon Monarch made up his mind and began to head toward the center of the Demon Plane, where the Great Demon Alba resided.

Because the Demon Monarch Wujie was not particularly strong, he occupied a position on the edge of the Demon Plane.

The very center of the plane, however, was held by the Great Demon Alba.

The Great Demon Alba himself had reached the limit of the Demon Plane, and he had nine split bodies of Great Demons under his command.

All nine split bodies were at the Super Douluo level, and by working together, they could exert the strength of two or three Limit Douluo within the Demon Plane.

Wujie flew to the castle where the Great Demon Alba resided, and at the entrance stood a Great Demon of the same race as Monarch Alba.

"Halt, what are you here for?"

The Demon Monarch Wujie paused. In normal times, he would have simply killed the demon blocking his path.

But now that he was a tiger fallen into the plains, the Demon Monarch Wujie only said in a deep voice: "I have an urgent matter, and it is a good thing. Report to Alba immediately."

"If you are late..."

The Demon Monarch said, opening his blood-red maw.

The gatekeeper demon changed his expression faster than flipping a book, nodding repeatedly to indicate he would go report it at once.

The Demon Monarch Wujie walked slowly into the main hall on his four legs.

The hall was deep purple, and the interior was decorated with various demon patterns.

If one had to describe it, it was somewhat like an ancient castle from the European Middle Ages.

On the throne sat a three-meter-tall Great Demon.

On his head, he wore a crown similar to that of the Demon Monarch Wujie.

However, if one looked closely, they would find that the crown on the Great Demon's head was a deeper color, with a richer purple hue.

"Little brother Wujie, what wind has blown you to my place?"

The Great Demon Alba's voice rang out with a hint of contempt.

Wujie lowered his head and bowed: "Great Great Demon, I represent the glory of the Three-Headed Dogs, and I have a monumental opportunity to discuss with you."

Wujie kept his posture very low, his words even carrying a trace of sycophancy.

"Oh? Let's hear it."

The Great Demon Alba became interested, his voice tinged with curiosity.

"I accidentally discovered a plane, and the energy within that plane is of an extremely high grade."

"I wanted to invade it, but alas, my strength was too low, and I did not succeed."

"Therefore, I wish to discuss with you the possibility of us invading this plane together."

Upon hearing this, the voice of the Great Demon Alba sank, and he scolded in a low tone: "Audacious! If such a good thing truly existed, why would you tell me? You are clearly trying to deceive this King."

A wave of pressure was released from the Great Demon, forcing Wujie to lower his head.

"Great Demon, I have absolutely no intention of deceiving you."

"In that plane, there are two beings with strength similar to mine. I defeated one enemy, but I was no match for the other, and in the end, I fled back here."

As he spoke, the Demon Monarch Wujie spat a massive piece of flesh out of his mouth.

With a whoosh, the flesh was snatched directly into the hands of the Great Demon Alba.

A hint of fanaticism appeared in Alba's eyes as he sniffed it and carefully stroked the flesh with his hand.

"This kind of power?"

There was already a trace of obsession in Alba's tone.

However, he quickly recovered from his fervor.

"Wujie, you have done well. I have seen your sincerity."

"However, planes drift constantly through the universe. By now, that world might have already drifted away."

"It is like looking for a needle in a haystack; how do you expect me to find it?"

"Are you not trying to deliberately lure this King!"

By the end of his sentence, there was a hint of coldness in the voice of the Great Demon Alba.

"Reporting to the Great Demon, since I dared to come, I have naturally made preparations."

"Oh? Tell me about it."

A golden-purple energy orb was spat out from Wujie's mouth, slowly floating in front of Alba.

"Reporting to the Great Demon, this is a key I left behind based on the biological characteristics of the creatures in that plane."

"One only needs to wait for a creature possessing this key to reach a certain level of strength, and then it can be controlled to open a passage between that plane and the Demon Plane."

The Great Demon Alba sensed it for a moment and discovered that it was indeed as Wujie had said; he could feel a trace of another plane's aura from within it.

"Good, good, good. Since you are so sincere, I must also give you some compensation."

"Speak, what do you want?"

The Great Demon Alba said in a pleasant mood.

"Wujie wants nothing; I only ask that when the Great Demon is prepared, you take me along to invade that plane."

Alba frowned slightly, but his brow soon smoothed out: "My dear Wujie, you must have suffered significant injuries while attacking that plane."

"Go back and nurse your wounds first. When you have fully recovered, this King will naturally discuss the matter of conquering that plane with you."

As he spoke, the Great Demon took out a purple Demon Crystal.

"This is a Demon Crystal. Absorb its energy and go back to recuperate well."

Wujie opened his mouth to receive the crystal, and his other head let out a voice full of fear and gratitude: "Thank you, Great Demon. I will surely recover my strength as soon as possible."

"When the time comes, I am willing to be the vanguard for the invasion of that plane, at the service of the Great Demon."

The Great Demon Alba nodded, signaling that Wujie could leave.