The demon army and the Calamity of the Undead

Of course, there are reasons for being generous.

For Alba, Yehui had received a favor from another Demon Lord, Wuliao, and could be considered Wuliao's subject. Now that he had gained the opportunity to attack Douluo Continent through Yehui, how could he demonstrate his generosity and wisdom without giving him something in return?

It's just some power to enhance one's bloodline, which he can afford to provide.

Moreover, the so-called Fallen Angel Martial Soul is actually a seed formed from the demonic energy split by these Demon Lord. The seed on Yehui's body came from Wuliao. He gave her this purple-gold energy to enhance Yehui bloodline, also in order to completely control her.

(Note: The original novel states that the seed in Yehui and her daughter came from Alba, but later it says that the one who attacked Douluo Continent last time was another Demon Lord, Wuliao, and Alba was a scapegoat. Wujie gave him the opportunity to attack Douluo Continent. If the seed in Yehui and her daughter came from Alba, then this statement is obviously not valid, so the setting has been changed.)

Having absorbed this energy, Yehui was now completely his, so Alba naturally didn't feel sorry for her.

The devil's gifts always come at a price.

Besides enhancing and controlling the Yehui, these purple-gold energies have another function.

Help Yehui open more passages.

Yehui hovered in mid-air, her wings flapping slowly behind her. The purple-gold light surging into her body grew stronger and stronger. Following the instincts of her Fallen Angel Martial Soul, she once again urged the light gate to expand outward. With each expansion, the purple-gold light on her body dimmed a little.

One, two, three—she finally stopped when the ninth gate of light opened in the void.

Nine portals of light hung side by side in the air, like nine giant, open eyes, watching over this world.

Deep within the portal, low roars echoed, as if something was impatiently about to burst forth.

Alba's voice emanated from the portal, brimming with barely suppressed excitement. "Descend, my demonic legion!"

First to charge out were Hellhound, as robust as Lion, with enormous heads and sharp, menacing teeth that seemed capable of crushing anything. In the blink of an eye, thousands of them poured out from the nine gates of light.

Following closely behind were Four-Armed Demon, two and a half meters tall, covered in purplish-black scales, their muscles bulging, stepping out of the portal in neat formation. After that came Flying Demon with giant wings on their backs, their wingspan three times their body length, moving at incredible speed, thousands of them instantly Shrouding the Heavens.

By this time, the demon army had grown to over ten thousand.

But this was still not the end; demons continued to pour out of the portal— Lesser Demon, Nightmare Demon Ram-Horned Demon, and all sorts of other types of soldiers.

Twenty thousand, thirty thousand----

Only when the demon army exceeded 30,000, and nine Great Demon resembling the current Yehui, comparable to Super Douluo, emerged from the passage, did no more demons continue to pour out of the light gate.

The nine gates of light merged into one, and a giant portal burst open.

A giant, purple-gold hand reached out from behind the door and gripped the door frame. Immediately afterwards, a figure thirty meters tall stepped out—a figure with three-meter-long horns on its head, giant purple-flame wings on its back, and a flaming greatsword in its hand.

It was none other than the Demon Lord — Alba!

He stepped out of the portal, and with each step he took, the surrounding space began to distort. This was the plane's instinct to repel him, but because Huo Yuhao had the plane restrain itself, the repulsion was not obvious.

"I didn't expect it to be this easy. Is the interplane repulsion of the human plane really that weak? If I had known this, I would have gathered more troops. But it doesn't matter. I can just open more Demon Passage later."

He looked down at the world, a cruel smile about to curl his lips as he ordered the legion to attack, when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wait, this doesn't seem to be a normal plane?

What Yuanen Zhentian could discover, Alba, who possessed the strength of Quasi-God, could certainly discover as well.

However, he was unaware that this plane had an owner, and simply considered it a subordinate plane of the Douluo Continent. After all, such an existence that was about to become a true plane could not be created by anyone other than God Rank powerhouse.

Does the Douluo Continent, which he is attacking, have God Rank powerhouses? Alba, for one, does not believe that such powerhouses exist on the Douluo Continent.

However, the fact that the Demon Gate opened in a subsidiary dimension of the Douluo Continent instead of the Douluo Continent is clearly problematic.

Alba was about to turn to ask his newly subjugated "subject" a question when he saw Yehui flap her wings and instantly disappear from their sight, also closing the Demon Gate in the process.

"?!"

Alba's pupils contracted sharply.

How did you break free from control?

Yehui remained silent, transforming into a streak of purplish-black light, and flew to Huo Yuhao and the others without looking back.

Alba had noticed a few people before, but since they were just a few, he obviously didn't take them seriously, given that he had brought a large army with him.

But now, he has to re-evaluate these people.

Humans with resentment and hostility on their faces, servants who suddenly broke free from the seed's control, and the location where the Demon Gate was opened—all these seemed to point to an unbelievable possibility.

"Is this a trap?"

Alba laughed in anger, his purple-gold vertical pupils blazing with fury. "You mere few dare to scheme against me, the Demon Lord Alba? Humans, do you underestimate me?"

He raised his hand and waved it, the flaming giant sword pointing directly at Huo Yuhao, the tip of the sword exploding with purple-gold light.

"Kill! Leave one alive for interrogation!"

"Roar roar roar!"

In the blink of an eye, more than 30,000 demons surged out like a tidal wave.

The Hellhound roared and charged ahead, the Four-Armed Demon stomped the ground and ran wildly, the Flying Demon Shrouding the Heavens, and the nine Great Demon led the way, their purple-gold figures tearing through the Chang Kong.

The earth trembled, and a murderous aura filled the sky.

Faced with such a military force, even powerful figures like Yuanen Zhentian and Yuanen Tiandang couldn't help but feel horrified.

Last time, thanks to a warning from Soul Spirit, they blocked the Demon Gate in advance and had never seen such a vast army. Now, witnessing 30,000 demons surging in like a tide, the sense of oppression was on a completely different level.

Yuanen Tiandang's face paled slightly, and he subconsciously stepped in front of Yehui. Yuanen Yehui clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and his lips pressed tightly together, uttering no sound. Yuanen Zhentian took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and his gaze involuntarily turned to Huo Yuhao.

How does this person plan to respond?

In his line of sight, Huo Yuhao, facing the attack before him, chuckled lightly and took a step forward.

An Formless wave spread out, and the many demons felt an aura even more terrifying than Alba emanating from Huo Yuhao. Under this shock, their charging speed slowed down.

"Boom!"

Just then, the land of the Undead Plane suddenly trembled.

Yuanen Tiandang frowned slightly; he clearly felt that the ground beneath his feet had come to life.

"It's a rare opportunity, everyone, come out and get some fresh air."

Huo Yuhao's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly resonated throughout the entire Undead Plane.

As soon as he finished speaking, the earth cracked open.

The first thing to emerge was a hand bone, its pale knuckles gripping the edge of the crack. With a powerful push, a complete skeleton rose from the ground. Two ghostly flames flickered in its empty eye sockets as it stood silently behind Huo Yuhao.

Then came the second, the tenth, the hundredth, and so on—the fifty thousandth.

Bones surged forth from the cracks like a tide, silently arraying themselves. Bone blades stood tall, shields formed a wall, and in the blink of an eye, they converged into a white ocean.

And this is just the beginning.

Dozens of dark portals unfolded around Huo Yuhao. Lich emerged from one of the portals, leaning on a bone staff, the hem of his decaying robe trailing on the ground, a ghostly green light condensing at the tip of his Staff. Death Knight rode out in formation on skeletal horses, their armor tattered yet exuding murderous intent, their hooves pounding the ground and sending up bursts of soul fire. Abomination also emerged from even larger portals.

At the same time, the sky darkened, not because of dark clouds, but because something covered the sky.

Yuanen Zhentian and the others suddenly looked up, their pupils contracting sharply.

Lich, Bone Dragon, and other high-ranking Undead Creature, comparable to those with Titled Douluo, converged from all directions, blocking out the light from the sky.

Among those beings, Yuanen Zhentian saw what appeared to be undead transformed from Soul Masters and Soul Beast. Most of them were Titled Douluo beings, and there were even quite a few Super Douluo- level powerhouses.

However, these undead were not the strongest. When they saw the former Sea God Legion Commander, Chen Xinjie, transformed into Quasi-God undead, landing in front of the undead army and leading the army to fight against the demon army, Yuanen Zhentian and the others felt their scalps tingle.

Natural disaster— the Calamity of the Undead.

This was the only word they could think of to describe the scene before them.

Yuanen Zhentian truly couldn't imagine what this legendary god had done in his previous life to have such a massive army of the dead.

However, there was one thing he was very clear about: just as the Soul Spirit Ancestor had said, Huo Yuhao was indeed a super strong player.

If even Yuanen Zhentian, an ally, was so shocked, the opposing demon army was naturally even more unsettled.

Faced with this army of hundreds of thousands of undead, the Hellhound charging at the forefront suddenly stopped, letting out a terrified growl. The Four-Armed Demon's footsteps faltered, and the Flying Demon abruptly halted in mid-air, the air currents from its wings churning into a chaotic mess. The nine Great Demon paled even more, instinctively turning back to look at Alba.

Alba's sinister grin froze on his face.

The Demon Lord glanced at the undead that rivaled the Great Demon, then at Chen Xinjie, the undead at the forefront who might be no less powerful than himself, and finally at Huo Yuhao, the controller of these undead, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart.

Um, is it possible to reconcile?

He wanted to turn around and go home.

Unfortunately, Huo Yuhao didn't give him a chance to speak and gave the order directly.

"Kill them, but leave one-tenth alive."

Before the words were even finished, the Calamity of the Undead had already swept over like a tidal wave.

The Lich raised their Staff, unleashing a blinding green light; the Death Knight charged forward on horseback, their hooves crushing everything in their path.

The sky darkened completely. The Bone Dragon swooped down, and wherever its breath swept, demons fell in droves. The Lich hovered in mid-air, and with a flick of his finger, countless Finger of Death pinned the Great Demon to their spots. The undead transformed from soul masters and Soul Beast moved like Gui Mei, and wherever they passed, purplish-black blood gushed forth like a fountain.

Chen Xinjie's undead took the lead, displaying his Quasi-God level strength and suppressing the nine Great Demon single-handedly.

The defenses of over 30,000 demons collapsed in an instant.

Alba knew he was there to attack the other planet, and unless someone was a "traitor," they wouldn't let him leave. So, he hardened his resolve and roared, "Charge over there, grab the woman, and reopen the dimensional portal!"

Upon hearing the command, the demons, though feeling their hopes were slim, were compelled by the deep-rooted sense of hierarchy in their blood to take action and launch an attack towards Yehui.

But an army of undead blocked their path, and many demons died with every step forward.

The Life energy that these demons transformed into after their deaths was absorbed by the Undead Plane, becoming an aid to their ascension.

Watching this scene, Huo Yuhao turned to Yuanen Zhentian and the others and said, "If you want to take revenge on the demons, then go ahead."

Upon hearing this, Yuanen Zhentian and his family solemnly thanked Huo Yuhao and rushed into the battlefield without hesitation. The three of them were like tigers among sheep, and wherever they went, demons fell in droves, their purple blood splattering everywhere.

Even Yuanen Yehui got involved.

After today, she will be considered the first person of the younger generation to have witnessed such a grand occasion.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao said to Gu Yuena, "Na'er, you should go too. Absorbing some of the demons' Life energy will also help your cultivation recovery."

Gu Yuena's eyes were bright, still immersed in the scene of Huo Yuhao waving his hand to command hundreds of thousands of undead. Upon hearing this, she finally came back to her senses, smiled and nodded. With the Silver Dragon Spear in hand, her figure transformed into a streak of silver light and rushed straight to the battlefield.

Of the seven people who entered this place, only Huo Yuhao and Snow Empress remained in place.

The two exchanged a glance, needing no further words to understand each other's thoughts. They then looked at the Demon Lord and vanished from their spot in an instant.

Alba brandished his longsword, annihilating the undead that attacked him while trying to find a way to escape the encirclement.

He also knew that the possibility of capturing Yehui again was too slim, so he might as well try to break through the space of this plane, hide in the Douluo Continent, and then find an opportunity to escape back to the Demon Plane.

The thought had barely formed in his mind when he suddenly turned around and one or two auras appeared in front of him.

The Snow Empress was already floating in front of his chest. Yin and Yang within his body were in constant flux, and the three Soul Core were vibrating simultaneously. A hand as white as jade gently pressed down.

Emperor's Palm - Great Cold Without Snow!

Alba's pupils contracted sharply, and a purple-gold light exploded from beneath his scales. The flaming greatsword reversed, and Power of Space flowed, its power astonishing. He was about to clash head-on with the Snow Empress.

But in that instant, gray mist filled the air, and mysterious fluctuations swept over. Alba felt a blur before his eyes, and his movements were back to the previous moment—the sword was not yet raised, his arm was still at his side, and his chest was wide open.

In the Reincarnation Domain, time has rewound by a single breath!

The Snow Empress's hand was already pressed against his chest. A burst of cold air exploded, and the Golden Scales were instantly covered in frost. Alba's flaming greatsword, which he had just raised halfway, was frozen in mid-air along with his arm.

Just then, Huo Yuhao appeared above Alba's head, stomped down with his foot!

"Boom!"

The iceberg shattered, its Golden Scales and flesh torn apart, and Alba's massive body crashed down like a falling mountain. The earth trembled violently, and shattered ice and blood mist spread outwards with the shockwave, overturning the undead and demons within hundreds of meters.

The huge commotion drew the attention of both sides on the battlefield, who turned their gazes in this direction.

"Lord Alba!" A demon exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the scene.

On the battlefield, Huo Yuhao stood on Alba, his indifferent gaze sweeping across the entire area. Snow Empress stood to the side, silent and motionless, like an ancient, unyielding iceberg.

Everything froze there, as if still.

The demons didn't know what had happened, but they knew their king had been defeated.

The defeat came without warning, and there was no way to put up a fight!