Attack the Demon Plane?

Yes, we lost.

Even Alba didn't expect to lose so quickly.

He had considered many possibilities: he might be exhausted and die by tens of thousands of undead, or be surrounded and killed by powerful enemy forces. But he never imagined that he would be defeated head-on within a few breaths.

He found this completely unscientific.

He is a top expert in the Demon Plane. Even if he fights in other realms, he will be somewhat suppressed. He is still comparable to a Quasi-God in the Douluo Continent.

Even at the Peak Quasi-God, he could withstand it, making it difficult to defeat him easily.

In Alba's eyes, this level is roughly what a peak powerhouse in a normal plane would be. Even though Huo Yuhao, who controlled a Quasi-God undead, had a strong aura, he ultimately did not reach the God Rank.

So when he was besieged by the undead army, although he was also flustered, he was more afraid of the overwhelming force that far surpassed his own.

He really didn't think Huo Yuhao and the others could easily defeat him.

But it turned out he was wrong, terribly wrong.

The two people in front of him were not on the same level as him at all. During their brief battle, the aura they revealed at certain moments involved a much more terrifying level.

That is----

"God Rank?"

Lying in a pool of blood, Alba, whose bones were broken in countless places, stared wide-eyed and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you... gods?!"

This was the only explanation he could think of; only this realm he had been striving for could defeat him so easily.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao said calmly, "If you think so, then so be it."

He and Snow Empress naturally didn't use their True God -level power just now, otherwise Alba would have been completely reduced to ashes. But in order to take down Alba as soon as possible, they did use power that surpassed that of a typical Peak Quasi-God.

When Snow Empress froze Alba, she used part of her Divine Consciousness power, while he simply used the power of the plane to empower himself, thus ending the battle in an instant.

Otherwise, capturing a Quasi-God alive would be quite troublesome.

Alba gave a wry smile upon hearing this.

Although Huo Yuhao's answer was vague, he did not deny it. Clearly, even if they were not gods, they were beings comparable to gods.

This also explains why Yehui was able to break free from his control. If God Rank expert were to intervene, breaking free from his control would naturally not be difficult.

He truly hadn't expected that an invasion would lead to such a terrifying opponent. Faced with two gods, escape was out of the question; death was his only fate.

Just as he was resigned to his fate, Huo Yuhao glanced at him and suddenly said, "Submit to me, and you may live."

Surrender?

Upon hearing those two words, Alba instinctively wanted to refuse.

He was Demon Lord, a Quasi-God, how could he bow down to anyone? But the words stuck in his throat.

The other party is a god.

Having lived for so many years, he knows the weight of those two words better than anyone else.

All those years of relentless effort to conquer other planes—wasn't that the realm he sought? To submit to God Rank powerhouse just to survive—there's nothing shameful about it.

However, he was Alba, the Demon Lord who ruled over a region, a ruler with an army of 100,000 demons. In the Demon Plane, his name could silence nightly weeping, and his rage could burn down a thousand miles of fertile land. Having reached this level, he was no longer so afraid of death.

He struggled to stand up, trying to prove he still had some backbone. But with Huo Yuhao and Snow Empress suppressing him, he couldn't even stand up.

"I—" He could only open his mouth, his voice hoarse, "I refuse, just kill me—"

Huo Yuhao glanced at him with some surprise.

"That's quite a bit of backbone. Since that's the case—"

Alba had expected Huo Yuhao to give him a quick death, but instead he heard Huo Yuhao say, "Then I'll hand you over to the Yuanen Clan. More than a decade ago, when you demons were wreaking havoc on their territory, did you ever imagine this day would come? Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. This time, we came primarily to help them, so letting you die at their hands is retribution."

Snow Empress was slightly taken aback, and a smile appeared in her eyes as she looked at Huo Yuhao.

Yuhao's move was ruthless and bloodless.

Alba was stunned when he heard Huo Yuhao's words. Thinking of the humans who had stared at him with resentment before, he suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder these humans set traps and murderous schemes for him; the problem stemmed from Wu's failed attack on the Douluo Continent more than a decade ago!

According to the deity before them, they reopened the Demon Gate to retaliate against the demons who attacked Douluo Continent —in other words, their target from the beginning was another Demon Lord Wuliao, not him!

If Wuliao hadn't given him the chance, it should have been Wuliao who suffered this calamity; he became the other party's scapegoat!

Upon realizing this, Alba felt his Qi and Blood rush to his head, his anger burning, and a boundless hatred surge within him—not towards Huo Yuhao and the others, but towards Wuliao.

You bastard, Wuliao!

Didn't you say there was no one stronger than us in this plane? Didn't you say this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Didn't you say only the great Alba could lead the legion to conquer this world?

Occupy? With what? With my head?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, unaware that purplish-gold blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth. He finally understood that old fox Yi Wuliao; he probably sensed something was wrong during the last battle and deliberately chose him as the scapegoat.

All that talk about "a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity" and "only you can handle it" is just a bunch of lies to lure him into this scheme.

The real purpose was to make him step on this landmine.

And yet, he fell right into the trap.

Filled with resentment, Alba saw Huo Yuhao about to hand him over to Yuanen Zhentian for disposal and hurriedly spoke up, "Wait, sir, it wasn't me who attacked your continent back then, it was another Demon Lord!"

Don't mistakenly kill the devil!

Huo Yuhao paused in his actions. "Oh? Is that so? But now you've done the same thing, so you can't exactly say you're innocent."

"My lord—I, I am willing to submit!" Alba shouted hurriedly when he saw that Huo Yuhao had no intention of stopping.

He could accept dying in the course of a campaign because he was outmatched, but to die as a scapegoat for Wujie —that was an ending he could not accept!

The thought that he would die while Wuliao, the culprit, would still Xiao Yao made him extremely distressed.

At that moment, all pride and dignity were crushed by his hatred for Wuliao. All he wanted was to live, to live to go back and settle accounts with that old fox!

"It would have been better if you had been more sensible earlier."

Huo Yuhao stopped what he was doing, stepped off Alba and onto the ground, and glanced at him indifferently. "Since you've chosen to submit, you know what to do, right?"

At the level of Quasi-God, even for him, control is not so easy. If Alba is unwilling, the only way to control the other party is to kill them and turn them into undead. But if the other party is willing, it is much simpler.

"----I understand." Alba released his Spiritual Sea with mixed feelings.

Huo Yuhao's Divine Power surged in like a tidal wave, leaving an indelible mark on the depths of his soul and forcibly signing Master-Servant Contract. Alba groaned, his whole body trembling violently. A moment of confusion flashed in his purple-gold vertical pupils before he regained his clarity.

The contract was now in effect. From this day forward, Alba knew that his future life and death would be completely in Huo Yuhao's hands.

Alba suppressed the complex emotions in his heart, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Alba greets His Master."

Huo Yuhao nodded, but stopped looking at him and turned his gaze to the battlefield.

The battle had now reached its climax.

Gu Yuena's spear moved like a dragon; with a sweep of her Silver Dragon Spear, dozens of Hellhound were cut in half at the waist, their purplish-black blood exploding in the air and transforming into pure Life energy. Gu Yuena lightly touched the tip of her spear, and that energy surged into her body like swallows returning to their nests, her aura rising at a visible speed.

Chen Xinjie, an undead, fought against the nine Great Demon. Although these Great Demon possessed combined attack techniques and could hold their own against Demigod for a long time, or even win, they could only barely maintain their position against Chen Xinjie, a Quasi-God level Undead Creature.

As for the Yuanen family, they had gone completely mad with killing. They had been waiting for this day for a long time, and even though the demons in front of them were not the same batch as before, they still killed with great relish.

The battle situation can be described as one-sided.

But when Huo Yuhao saw the scene of some low-level Undead Creature being wiped out by demons, he was still speechless.

The undead army is indeed powerful, but low-level Undead Creature simply win by sheer numbers.

Skeleton soldiers and zombies are not even as strong as Ten-Year Soul Beast. It takes two or three of them attacking together to have the strength to rival a normal Ten-Year Soul Beast.

It can be said to be one of the few beings whose combat power can be compared to that of the Ice Silkworm.

A group of Ice Silkworm -level combatants, compared to the elite demons led by Alba, would obviously only be able to put up a fight if they all attacked at once.

The Little Ice Silkworm was furious. "Another insult to silkworms! I at least have some skills and can grow stronger. How can an undead compare?"

Seeing that Snow Empress and Huo Yuhao were both looking at the battlefield, Alba gazed at the fallen demon army, especially noticing the nine Great Demon in dire straits. He felt a pang of heartache and subconsciously said, "My Master, I have already submitted. How about we stop the war?"

"Feeling sorry for him?"

Huo Yuhao glanced at him, "You didn't seem to care about these guys before."

"We dare not deceive our Master. Our demon race is infertile; we reproduce through the ability to split. Therefore, we do not care about the other demons, but those Great Demon were created by us over hundreds of years. They are powerful and loyal. It would naturally be painful to lose them."

Alba was not lying.

The demon race is indeed infertile, reproducing entirely through fission. Moreover, after each fission, their strength is divided equally, and they all need to cultivate again.

Although someone like Alba could control the power of his split forms and cultivate to the peak to create another demon, it would still take hundreds of years. If they all died, his thousands of Thousand Years of accumulation would be destroyed.

Since he's already surrendered, he should at least try to preserve some of his own resources.

After all, surrendering means losing half the battle.

He glanced at Huo Yuhao's expression and added, "Besides, if we continue fighting, our Master's undead army will also suffer losses. Your subordinate has already submitted; why don't we stop here?"

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow. "My undead army is none of your concern."

The Undead Creature in the Undead Plane are endless. Although their total number is finite, as soon as Undead Creature dies, a new Undead Creature will be created in the Undead Plane.

loss?

It does not exist.

He is the Little Sage King, Undead Plane is a miniature Abyss. Unless the Undead Plane is completely destroyed, the only thing that will greet the enemy is an endless Calamity of the Undead.

"As for your subordinates, I said to leave one-tenth behind. If those Great Demon can hold out until then, leaving them behind is fine too."

Huo Yuhao had no intention of letting these demon armies go, otherwise he wouldn't have summoned such a large force to attack them.

After all, these are evil demon invaders, rare Life energy, and devouring them feels no guilt whatsoever. For Na'er, they are a great tonic for both him and the Undead Plane, so there's no room for mercy.

As the saying goes, "Since you're here, make the best of it"—since you've come to the Undead Plane, then rest in peace here.

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's answer, Alba's eyes lit up, and he came up with an idea. He quickly used his connection with the Great Demon to tell them not to linger in battle, but to prioritize defense and escape.

Huo Yuhao noticed his subtle movements but didn't stop him.

Alba's ability to turn the corner so quickly is his own skill.

The Great Demon, upon receiving the order, were immediately thrown into disarray.

No, we are ready to fight to the death, why has Your Majesty surrendered first?

This is putting us in a difficult position!

However, being demons split from Alba, they were indeed very loyal. Upon hearing the order, the Great Demon began to use various methods to save their lives.

Unfortunately, as time went by, at the moment the war ended, not all of the Great Demon Great Demon hold out, and four of them were killed by Chen Xinjie.

Huo Yuhao did not waste the Life energy left behind by these Great Demon and other demons who died in the attack of Chen Xinjie, because Chen Xinjie was a spirit transformed from the Reincarnation Domain, and Huo Yuhao directly converted and devoured all their power through him.

With the Life energy of the four Super Douluo powerhouses and thousands of demons all converted and absorbed, it's conceivable that Huo Yuhao will make rapid progress once again.

"After this incident, I can start working on breaking through to the Titled Douluo." Huo Yuhao thought to himself, glancing at the more than three thousand demons that had been suppressed and left behind, before turning his gaze to Gu Yuena and the others who had walked up to him after the battle.

How are you feeling?

You've learned a lot, and your progress is no less than yours.

Gu Yuena was radiating coldness, but she completely withdrew it when she reached Huo Yuhao. She smiled slightly and glanced at Alba, who was standing to the side with his head bowed.

"With him and Yehui here, should we directly attack the Demon Plane next?"

"An attack on the Demon Plane?!" Alba stared at everyone in shock, his face filled with disbelief.

Even the Yuanen family, who were secretly observing Alba, were taken aback.

They understood from Alba's words that the Demon Lord had harmed their family was someone else entirely.

They initially thought they wouldn't be able to truly avenge themselves this time, and could only vent their anger by killing some demons. But now it seems there might still be a chance?

"You don't actually think that Yuhao summoned hundreds of thousands of undead soldiers and brought us here simply to deal with this demon army and this guy, do you?"

Gu Yuena glanced at Alba, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Do you think they're qualified?"

Alba: "----"

We certainly don't have that qualification, but there's no need to emphasize it, thank you.

Enjoy