Moisture nourishes all things silently.
The water vapor in the air gathered over a battlefield, forming an ability akin to a domain, providing the sea soul beasts with a battleground where they could unleash their full power as if within the ocean itself.
Every one of the million-strong soul beast legion that descended here carried within them a branch of the Tree of Life, personally implanted by Bi Ji.
Any demonic creature they killed would have its energy absorbed by the branch within the soul beast, which would then be transferred back to the Tree of Life, preserving it.
The soul beasts that absorbed demonic energy would likewise benefit in return.
This was the true reason why Di Tian and the other beast kings were willing to deploy such a massive number of soul beasts to invade the demon plane, even going so far as to painstakingly transport the sea soul beasts to join the fight.
After all, it was an entire demon plane. Even just the scraps from the edge were enough to make a million soul beasts eat their fill.
The one person truly unhappy with the situation was Alba.
His emotions underwent a complete upheaval. The arrogance he had moments ago when planning to conquer the Douluo Plane had completely vanished—replaced by fear! A terror so intense it felt like a brush with death itself!
Alba was indeed arrogant and unruly, but he wasn't a fool.
The thirty-thousand-strong demon army he led had barely set foot into the Douluo Plane when they were immediately encircled by a tightly packed legion of a million soul beasts.
Coincidence? Who would believe that?!
Only now did he remember Yuanen Yehui.
Furious and stunned, he roared:
"Where is my envoy?!"
"Tell me! What the hell is going on here?!"
His voice echoed through the entire subterranean world, lingering for a long time.
But the reply came from behind him.
"I'm right here."
"Do you still remember, over twenty years ago, the fallen angel who opened the last Demon Gate?"
In front of the massive Demon Gate, Yuanen Yehui stood tall, holding the divine-tier weapon Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd. Its tip pointed diagonally at the earth, its razor-sharp blade flaring with power potent enough to tear through the very space of this underground realm.
To facilitate the counter-invasion of the demon plane, Di Tian not only left behind the Sea God's Trident, but also entrusted Yuanen Yehui with the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd.
Divine-tier weapons possessed the ability to shield users from planar awareness. With two such weapons working in tandem, they could overcome the greatest obstacle to a reverse invasion: the consciousness of the demon plane itself.
Likewise, the Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd had become a perfect weapon in Yuanen Yehui's hands.
With a sweeping motion, the blade—glowing with blinding light—pointed directly at Alba.
"The fallen angel you used as the key to open the Demon Gate—was my mother, Yehui. She died because of that."
As she spoke, her eyes reddened with fury, teeth clenched tight.
"Over twenty years ago?"
"No—I didn't!"
The always-arrogant Alba suddenly became alarmingly pragmatic. He scrambled to defend himself.
He had no choice. The one who had opened the Demon Gate turned out—absurdly—to have power and strength far surpassing his own.
Staring at the massive halberd in Yuanen Yehui's hands felt like gazing into the abyss. It was as if his very soul was being sucked in.
"I, Alba, have never been to this world before. It was Wujie who handed this opportunity to me."
"He said he had once come here but found this world far stronger than expected. He believed that only the great Alba, leading the demon army, could truly conquer it."
At this point, the demon king nearly went hysterical.
"Damn it!"
"Wujie must have had the power of prophecy—he foresaw all of this!"
"It wasn't me—it wasn't me! I, Alba, didn't kill your mother!"
Unfortunately, his explanation meant nothing.
Yuanen Yehui's goal was not just the three hundred thousand-strong demon army led by Alba—it was the entire demon plane.
"Don't worry. Whether it's you, Alba, or this 'Wujie' you speak of—you'll both be sent to the afterlife."
"Kill!"
With a single shouted word, her killing intent solidified into reality.
The Heavenly Sacred Abyssal Halberd, known for ignoring all defenses, swung out in her hands.
"CLANG!"
The ringing clash of metal sounded—but only once—before it was silenced.
The giant purple-gold flaming greatsword in Alba's hand, nearly divine in quality, was instantly shattered in its first clash against the divine halberd. It offered no resistance.
The halberd then unerringly sliced off Alba's head in the blink of an eye.
This demon, whose strength was equivalent to an Ultimate Douluo, didn't last even a single exchange against the now god-level Yuanen Yehui.
"Kill!"
Another cry rang out—a second, deafening "Kill!"
But this time, it wasn't just an attack. It was the signal to begin the invasion.
Countless phantom images of fallen angels surged from the pitch-black sky of the Blood River Godslaying Formation, swarming toward the thirty-thousand-strong demon army Alba had brought.
The soul beast army of one million, standing on the surrounding steep slopes, had also received the attack command.
Yuanen Yehui had been designated by Di Tian as the overall commander of this reverse invasion. Once her order was given, the soul beasts—who had long been ready—charged downhill.
Roars, wails, screeches...
All manner of terrifying sounds, representing every kind of negative emotion, burst from the throats of the demonic creatures.
But they came quickly and vanished just as fast.
The invading demons—hellhounds, fallen angels, little devils, nightmare horned demons, flying demons, demonfolk...
Regardless of race or individual power, not one escaped. They were all annihilated.
The power disparity was simply too vast. One million soul beasts against thirty thousand demons, supported by two gods wielding divine weapons—the demons never had a chance.
To say "we had the advantage" wouldn't even begin to describe the overwhelming difference.
This level of force was more than capable of wiping out an entire plane.
And that was exactly what Yuanen Yehui intended to do. She stood at the forefront of the soul beast legion.
Demon Gates!
Activating her divine power, she unleashed a divine technique entirely different from the previous Demon Gate.
A full eighty-one Demon Gates opened simultaneously.
Each gate stood a hundred meters tall, allowing vast numbers of soul beasts to march through into the demon plane.
"Hoooonnnnnk——"
Yuanen Yehui imitated the war horn once blown by Di Tian, using it as the signal to charge.
Where her order led, all beasts followed.
A magnificent and earth-shaking scene—unseen for thousands of years—was reborn that day.
Meanwhile, in the demon plane—
In the very core of that realm stood an enormous and luxurious palace.
Inside, including Wujie, the one who had invaded the Douluo Plane over twenty years ago, there were nearly ten demon monarchs, all as powerful as Alba—each equivalent to an Ultimate Douluo of the Douluo Plane.
(End of Chapter)