Command Block: Pressure!

The tension in Xiao Chen's room had stretched to its limit.

Countless tiny motes of light slowly emerged from every corner of the room, like stardust scattered by the wind.

The pale golden motes slowly gathered and swirled, finally condensing into a ball of light that hovered before Xiao Chen, bobbing gently.

A soft halo radiated from its surface. It showed not the slightest aggression, yet Xiao Chen dared not let his guard down at all.

He quietly circulated the Soul Power throughout his body, staring at the mass of light before him with an utterly grave expression.

Leaving everything else aside, its ability to stop time alone already put the threat it posed close to that of Tang San's divine consciousness.

Looks like I'll have to feed the Command Block again.

The ball of light trembled slightly, the halo flowing across its surface growing softer still. That aged voice rang out again, passing straight into Xiao Chen's mind:

"You... have been to other planes?"

Those words exploded in Xiao Chen's heart like a thunderclap, instantly leaving him drenched in cold sweat.

Seriously, isn't this underhanded?

How had a native of the Douluo Plane nearly exposed his identity as a transmigrator?

Since when had people on the Douluo Continent become so smart?

He forcibly suppressed the towering waves raging in his heart and knitted his brows in feigned composure. With a measure of puzzlement and confusion in his voice, he replied gravely:

"Planes?"

"I don't know. No. Why are you asking?"

He deliberately slowed his speech to conceal his inner panic, remaining secretly on guard lest the other party spot even the slightest flaw.

He knew perfectly well that this unknown existence was completely different from Tang San's divine consciousness. Against Tang San's divine consciousness, he had a transmigrator's information advantage and knew its background.

Against this ball of light before him, however, his information advantage was practically zero.

If it discovered the truth and became hostile, he could only rely on the Command Block as his last resort.

The ball of light flickered slightly, seemingly sensing the fluctuations in Xiao Chen's emotions. A moment later, the voice rang out again:

"Your body is very special, quite unlike that of other humans."

"And I cannot see through your soul."

Xiao Chen's gaze turned cold when he heard this. This fellow actually dared to probe my soul?

The last one to do that had been the Tang God King.

The Tang God King's words really were useful. This was simply courting death!

Xiao Chen's heart leaped into his throat. It had already probed his soul, so it surely meant him no good. Had he not feared he might be unable to beat it, he would have struck long ago.

He had never expected this thing to discover so much about him. When he transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, he had indeed inexplicably turned into a baby.

Unlike Tang San's transmigration, however, he had come over in his physical body. For some unknown reason, his body had simply regressed to an infant's form, which was why he differed somewhat from the humans of Douluo.

Simply put, he was an unregistered resident of the Douluo Plane.

Still, human bodies in the Douluo Plane varied as widely as heaven and earth anyway. Even the offspring of marriages between humans and Soul Beasts were human, so he should be fine.

Xiao Chen forcibly suppressed his panic and spoke with feigned composure:

"You're deliberately picking a fight, aren't you? Aren't Evil Soul Masters' bodies even stranger? You leave them alone and come after me instead?"

The ball of light fell silent for a moment, its halo dimming slightly, seemingly accepting Xiao Chen's explanation. The voice rang out again without pursuing the matter:

"True. Evil Soul Masters are themselves aberrations within the plane."

"Their bodies and souls have long since strayed from their normal course. Compared with theirs, your peculiarities are indeed nothing outstanding."

Hearing that the other party seemed to believe him, Xiao Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his taut nerves relaxed a little.

He collected himself and looked at the ball of light before him, asking in a somewhat probing tone:

"After all those questions, isn't it time you told me what you are?"

"What do you want, barging into my room in the middle of the night?"

The ball of light slowly swirled, its pale golden halo growing softer still. With a measure of solemnity, the aged voice slowly said:

"I am the Plane Spirit of the Douluo Plane, the existence that safeguards its order and balance and sustains its functioning and survival."

At those words, Xiao Chen instantly fell silent, countless thoughts running through his mind.

Well, even the Plane Spirit had shown up. It looked like Tang Hao's days as the Douluo Plane's Plane Master were nearly over.

The original plot had already collapsed beyond recognition. That hammer blow meant for the Abyssal Sage King might be gone too.

Abyss Plane: ...

Still, the Plane Spirit's appearance was a good thing. It meant Tang Hao might be a little dead; otherwise, the Plane Spirit would still be under his suppression.

Only after a long while did Xiao Chen slowly speak, sounding somewhat puzzled as he tried to ascertain its intentions:

"Then what do you want with me? I'm a ten-year-old child. Did you really need to come in person?"

The Plane Spirit gave a cold laugh, yet there was also a measure of relief in it, as though a heavy burden had been lifted from its heart:

"Heh, thanks to you-or rather, that thing on you-that person was severely wounded. Otherwise, I could never have come to see you."

"Had you not appeared, I fear I would already have vanished by now. For that, I must thank you."

"But because you appeared, the entire Douluo Plane is also about to face a catastrophe that will drown it completely. No living being will escape."

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's mind began racing again:

That person? Tang Hao?

That thing? The Command Block?

Judging by the original plot, Tang San had arranged in advance for his father, Tang Hao, to go to the Douluo Plane and become its Plane Master, ensuring that nothing would go wrong with his ten-thousand-year plan.

Seen that way, that person should be Tang Hao, and the only thing Xiao Chen possessed capable of severely wounding this new Plane Master was the Command Block.

Was the Command Block really that intelligent? It had done so much without a sound.

He wondered what would happen to him after the Command Block devoured the Douluo Plane. Surely it wouldn't swallow him too?

Besides, wasn't saying every living being would be finished a little frightening? Was the Command Block really that sinister?

Xiao Chen asked in confusion:

"I don't understand. What do you mean, about to face a catastrophe? No living being will escape?"

"How long until what you're describing happens?"

The Plane Spirit fell silent for a moment, its voice growing heavier as it laid out the plane's crisis:

"Simply put, the Douluo Plane is being devoured by that unknown power within you, and its plane origin is draining away."

"And because the person I mentioned seized more than half of the plane origin, he became that unknown power's primary target and was forced to withstand this destructive power on the plane's behalf."

It paused, its tone growing graver still as it continued, every word carrying the weight of a thousand tons:

"Without that person shielding me from this power, I would be the one it devoured."

"Or rather, once he falls, it will be my turn to be devoured by that power."

"Once I fall as well, the entire Douluo Plane will collapse from losing its origin. Of course, it might also be devoured, or perhaps... assimilated. I do not know. In short, all living beings in Douluo will be reduced to nothing. Do you understand?"

"And that thing is right there on you."

After hearing this, Xiao Chen paid little mind to the Plane Spirit before him. It had told him so much that it did not seem to be here to make trouble for him. If it were, it would have attacked outright.

Still, that did not matter. This fellow had actually dared to probe his soul without permission. Sooner or later, he would settle that score.

What he had not expected, however, was for the Command Block to make such a huge stir that the entire Douluo Plane now faced the danger of being devoured by it.

He could only say that, as expected of a Command Block connected to the Wither Storm, its appetite was rather enormous. He wondered whether he would be all right.

And Tang Hao had actually become the key to protecting the plane. That was too much to keep a straight face over.

"As for that person, perhaps you have heard his legend. He is Tang Hao, the father of Sea God Tang San from tens of thousands of years ago."

The Plane Spirit slowly spoke that name, a measure of relief in its voice. "He has now been gravely wounded by that power within you. His injuries are extremely severe."

"Coupled with my desperate resistance, this has caused him to fall into a deep sleep, but the plane origin within him continues to drain away."

"If the devoured plane origin cannot be recovered in time, he will be devoured once the plane origin within him is exhausted."

"Whether he dies is unimportant. What matters is that the entire Douluo Plane will also lose a shield and ultimately face utter catastrophe, and all living beings on the plane will perish with it."

Xiao Chen fell completely silent, countless thoughts racing through his mind, his heart filled with shock.

Salute to the legendary "hero of the plane," Tang Hao. Hopefully, he could hold on a little longer, until Xiao Chen figured out the Command Block, buying him some time.

So, Tang Hao, hold on!

You are fighting for justice!

Every righteous soul in Douluo is supporting you, cheering you on and raising your spirits!

Salute to Haozi!