Xiu Puluosi had, in the end, underestimated the amplification the Douluo Plane could grant Huo Yuhao at this moment.
Huo Yuhao's fingertips moved slightly. With a flick of his finger, the vast, substantial Douluo Plane condensed in an instant into a crystal as clear and translucent as a raindrop, settling quietly in his palm.
Yet this earth-shattering transformation caused no sense of dissonance among the living beings upon the plane. No one felt their body shrink, nor did anyone feel the suffocating pressure of compressed space.
Billions of living beings continued their lives at their own pace. Even the soft rustle of wind through the grass sounded no different from before.
When Huo Yuhao gently closed his hand around the crystal, the Asura Divine Power Xiu Puluosi had sent surging toward him with all his might was instantly held outside his body by a soft, luminous white halo, unable to advance an inch.
At that moment, six brilliant golden rings slowly lit up behind Huo Yuhao, their golden light piercing the clouds and illuminating half the sky.
Xiu Puluosi stared at the six revolving divine rings, his face all but overflowing with astonishment. He cried out involuntarily, "Six divine rings?
"That's the pinnacle of the Second-Level Deity realm! How could you possibly have grown this powerful so quickly?"
Huo Yuhao merely chuckled at his words, his voice soft yet carrying an unquestionable certainty. "What's so strange about that?
"If I hadn't neglected cultivation in this life, my current realm would be far beyond six divine rings."
Under the leadership of a purely technological civilization, the present Douluo Plane had already produced Eleven-Ring Soul Masters.
The power such a plane could bestow upon Huo Yuhao had already reached the level of a First-Level God.
With the Douluo Plane's full amplification, neutralizing