Douluo Dragon King: Nine Dragons Break the Abyss

Chapter 352 Alba: Ulva, you deserve to die!!!

Demonic plane.

A large, purplish-red sun hung high in the sky, painting the entire sky with an eerie hue.

Looking down, the earth was covered with countless "cracks".

The “cracks” are not the narrow, fine kind, but rather bottomless ravines, the pitch black of the abyss contrasting sharply with the exposed reddish-brown earth.

Not far away, a cluster of volcanoes was spewing thick, gray-black smoke that blotted out the sky.

Dark red magma flows from the crater and condenses into grayish-brown volcanic rock at the foot of the mountain.

This is a lifeless world; as far as the eye can see, all that can be seen is decay and desolation.

The Demon Star wasn't always like this.

Although its life energy level cannot compare to Douluo Star, it is still a world that can nurture gods, full of vitality, and has appeared on the surface of this planet before.

All these changes began with the first deity born on this planet.

Logically speaking, deities born from a life-bearing planet should be closely related to life itself.

But Devil Star is an anomaly.

The first god born on this planet, and also the first demon of Demon Star, crawled out from the Earth's core.

He was powerful and invincible, and the civilizations that arose on the earth were quickly destroyed by the fires of hell.

The life energy of the entire planet became nourishment for this demon god.

He became more powerful, but did not break through to the next realm as He had imagined.

Sitting atop a pile of ruins, He pondered for a long time.

Finally, He turned His gaze to the star-studded night sky.

then--

The demon race was born.

The demon race lives by plundering. They go through the Demon Gate left by the Demon God to plunder the life energy of various planes, and finally return to the Demon Plane to sacrifice this life nourishment to the sleeping Demon God in order to gain greater power.

After thousands of years of reproduction, the demons who sacrificed the most life energy to the demon god gradually surpassed their own kind, and thus the hierarchy of the demon race was born.

The current demon plane is ruled by five of the most powerful demons, who call themselves demon lords, and Alba is one of them.

Its strength is comparable to that of a demigod in Douluo Continent. Due to its racial talent and the fact that it is not limited by spirit rings, its strength can rival that of a quasi-god.

The underground of the Demon Dimension.

Unlike the decay on the surface, the demons here have built vast underground cities, forming a unique demon civilization.

A strange purple ore emitted a faint glow, illuminating the dark underground world.

In the heart of the city, a towering castle stands.

Unlike the other houses in the city that are built with black rock, its building material is the extremely rare amethyst crystal.

From the foundation to the very top of the tower, it is nearly a thousand meters long, almost touching the rock face at the very top.

Bathed in the glow of the purple ore, the entire castle glittered, making it the most magnificent building in the entire city.

Its master is none other than Alba, one of the nine great demon lords.

Inside the main hall, on a demon throne, a gigantic demon lay sprawled out.

He was over thirty meters tall, covered in purple-gold scales, with a pair of three-meter-long horns on his head and huge wings formed from purple flames on his back.

His appearance was strikingly similar to that of a human, and his noble demon bloodline also endowed him with an exceptionally outstanding appearance.

Beside the Demon Throne, a greatsword of purple-gold was stuck diagonally, with flames burning fiercely on it.

Alba's feet were dangling from the throne. He propped his head up with one hand and tapped the armrest of the seat with one finger, watching with little interest the lewd dance of the fallen angels below, who were dressed in tattered clothes.

Alba preferred fighting to lust.

He was tired of this extravagant lifestyle.

He felt that this would only make him degenerate and gradually lose his fighting ability.

In the demon realm, power reigns supreme.

Becoming weaker means losing one's current status.

This is not what Alba wanted to see.

"Hmm... why hasn't the demon seed that Wu Jie gave me matured yet..."

Alba has mentioned this matter countless times.

According to Wu Jie's description, that plane is even more powerful than the Demon Plane.

But the strongest beings in that world did not surpass the demon lords.

what does this mean?
This means that demons could potentially take over that world!

Alba even fantasized about monopolizing the life resources of that world.

At that time, he will no longer need to worship that being.

Alba will become the new god of demons!
As for why Wu Jie gave him this opportunity, Alba only felt that Wu Jie was not strong enough, nothing more.

Just as he was lost in his fantasies, a hideous demon with a blue face and fangs rushed into the hall in a panic.

"Your Majesty, no, no, no... it's alright..."

The demon was panting heavily, speaking in broken sentences.

Alba frowned, but he did not get angry.

He recognized the demon; it was one of the demons guarding the seed.

Alba said calmly:

"what's up?"

The demon panted for a while before pointing its finger towards the door: "The evil demon seed, transform, transform into a door!"

"what?!"

Alba's voice boomed like thunder, his eyes widened, and he stood up abruptly from his seat.

Soon, the shock on his face turned into delight.

He had waited too long for this day.

However... it seems to have happened much earlier than expected.

But Alba had no time to think about these things now; the desire to fight quickly overwhelmed his remaining rationality.

"Quickly! Gather your men and come with me to flatten that world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Alba drew the greatsword beside him, unfurled the demon wings behind him, and with a gentle flap, his massive body vanished from the spot.

At the same time, nine figures flew out from all directions in various parts of the city ruled by Alba, rushing towards the Demon Castle.

Alba kicked open the door of a side hall, where a tall demon gate stood silently. The purple-gold gate was covered with a thin layer of silver and exuded a peculiar aura.

"Ok?"

Alba gave a slight hesitation.

He had a feeling that something was off about this suddenly appearing demon gate.

He had heard Wu Jie say that the Demon Gate required the sacrifice of countless amounts of energy to be established.

But then, this demonic gate suddenly appeared before them...

A bad feeling suddenly arose in Alba's heart. His eyebrows twitched, and his hand holding the purple-gold greatsword trembled involuntarily.

But he quickly gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the fear of the unknown in his heart.

Since he's here, he might as well make the best of it. He, the demon lord Alba, has never been weaker than anyone else in his life!
Soon, nine figures stood behind Alba. The nine demons were all enormous, with muscular bodies covered in purplish-red patterns, and long tails held high behind them. A powerful aura emanated from each of them.

They stood behind Alba, silent, their gazes fixed calmly on the demon gate before them.

At Alba's command, they would charge out without hesitation, tearing apart any enemy in their path.

Before long, the calm demon stirred.

An invisible force slowly pushed the door open, and a silver halo instantly illuminated the side hall as bright as day.

Alba narrowed its eyes, releasing a powerful demonic aura. It could sense that something was about to emerge from the other side of the Demon Gate.

"what?!"

Suddenly, Alba's eyes widened like saucers, filled with disbelief.

He actually sensed an aura that only the Demon God possessed!

"What a joke!"

Alba, who had been reckless his whole life, finally learned what it meant to back down.

"retreat!"

He shouted and tried to fly away from the Demon Gate. The great demons were stunned, because the order they heard was one they had never heard before: retreat.

But soon they also realized why their monarch had given such an order.

But by then, it was too late.

An invisible ripple spread out, completely sealing off the surrounding space and time. Unless there is an existence capable of shaking the laws, it is impossible to break through this seal.

The Great Equal to Heaven has made his move.

The first to step forward was Lan Ji, the most powerful among them all.

The powerful aura instantly intimidated all the demons present.

All the demons were overwhelmed by the aura emanating from Lan Ji, making it hard for them to breathe.

Behind Lan Ji, the others walked out one by one.

There weren't many people; even including the six people who were called "Eternal Qitian," there were no more than twenty.

As for why there are six, it's because the Great Sage Equal to Heaven released Nunnally.

Alba is right; opening the Demon Gate does require a lot of energy.

Even if Qian Gu Qi Tian controlled the laws of space and opened the spacetime gate between the two planes, it would still take a lot of energy.

In order to maintain his condition, Qian Gu Qi Tian naturally had to borrow a little bit of energy from Nanali.

Alba was covered in cold sweat as he watched the crowd emerge from the Demon Gate.

Besides the woman in blue who was the first to step out, he also sensed the aura of the same level as the Demon God from the other two people.

Three gods...

Alba didn't know where he got the courage to invade such a terrifying dimension.

But, didn't Wu Jie say that the strongest being in that plane didn't surpass his strength?

Alba shuddered; his intelligence suddenly returned to its peak, and he understood everything.

It must be, it must be that damn boil.

He already knew that there was such a powerful figure in that dimension, and he wanted to kill Alba!
"You filthy boil, you deserve to die!!!"

Alba roared to the sky, seemingly venting his inner rage.

The crowd looked at Alba, who was howling at the sky, with a hint of confusion in their eyes.

Of course, the Great Emperor of All Ages knew why.

The demon before them was none other than Alba, the unjustly killed demon lord from the original timeline by Tang San and Tang Wulin.

The boil he mentioned was actually the culprit that invaded the Douluo Continent plane ten years ago.

But he wasn't going to come out and explain anything.

Now that he has come to this plane, he is naturally prepared to wipe out the entire plane in one fell swoop. Whether it is Alba or Wu Jie, they must all die.

Perhaps there are some good things in this dimension that can enhance the fallen angel bloodline of his little Yehui.

Yuan Entian held Yuan Enyehui in his arms. He looked at the tall Alba, his eyes already bloodshot.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

If it weren't for those damned demons, he wouldn't have been separated from his wife by death, his family wouldn't have suffered such an undeserved calamity, and his daughter wouldn't have had to endure so much suffering...

Now that his enemy is right in front of him, how could Yuan Entian possibly hold back!
He carried Yuan En Ye Hui and came to Qian Gu Qi Tian.

"Qi Tian, ​​I'll leave Ye Hui to you for now. I'm going to kill this demon with my own hands."

Qian Gu Qi Tian looked at Yuan En Tian Dang and simply nodded, showing no intention of stopping him.

He took Ye Hui from Yuan Entian's arms and then gave him a word of advice:
"Father-in-law, please be careful."

Upon hearing the words "father-in-law," the veins on Yuan Entian's forehead throbbed involuntarily. Clearly, he was still not quite used to Qian Gu Qitian addressing him in this way.

Yuan Entian had the intention to challenge Alba, but Alba had no intention of accepting the challenge at this moment.

Yuan Entian looked at Alba. With each step he took forward, Alba's body grew taller, and his clothes tore apart inch by inch. Soon, he transformed into a Titan ape.

The true form of Wuhun!

"Damn demon! Ten years ago, you killed my people and murdered my wife. Now, I will make you pay for your crimes in blood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge fist swung out with a deafening roar that tore through the air.

Yuan Entian's ninth spirit ring shone brightly, and the intense yellow light instantly became transparent, transforming into a terrifying ball of light with sharp edges and textures, carrying the ultimate power as it blasted towards Alba.

Titan! Pierce the heavens!
Yuan Entian's strongest soul skill, combined with a punch imbued with hatred, directly amplified the power of this punch to its extreme!

Alba was terrified and immediately raised his sword to block, a layer of black flames immediately appearing on the purple-gold greatsword.

The black flames carried deadly corrosive and destructive properties. The black luster partially swallowed the yellow orb of light, but the remaining energy collided solidly with the greatsword in Alba's hand!
Alba's massive body was sent flying backward, and he planted his greatsword in the ground to mitigate the impact of the attack.

The giant sword left a long mark on the ground, a distance of thirty meters.

Yuan Entian pressed his advantage, taking a few steps forward and unleashing a barrage of massive fists.

Alba had no intention of fighting at all; while frantically parrying, he hurriedly explained:

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, you've got the wrong person!"

beat? Beat the ass!
Even if you defeat the person in front of you, what's the point?

Didn't you see that there are three more gods guarding the back?

"boom!"

The greatsword collided with the fist.

Yuan Entian frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Seeing that the person in front of him was willing to communicate, Alba quickly explained, "Ten years ago, the one who invaded you was another demon lord called Wu Jie. If you want revenge, you should go find him."

"Then why did we come here?"

"Because he gave me the seed of evil."

Alba answers every question.

But as soon as he said it, he regretted it.

"Then you deserve to die even more!"

This monster before him had actually caused his daughter to repeat the same mistakes. How could he, as a father, tolerate this?!

(End of this chapter)