Beneath the many demon lords, countless overlapping polygonal array patterns dazzled the eyes, so complex one couldn't even count the sides or angles.
They each stood in specific positions, channeling energy into the formation, only to be met with a wave of backlash.
"What's going on?!"
"The formation can't connect to the plane's consciousness, nor can it sever the link with the Douluo Plane!"
On Wujie's face appeared a grotesque and terrifying expression.
His recently awakened power of prophecy had indeed predicted a major calamity would strike during the invasion of the Douluo Plane. That's why he had let Alba seize the initial glory.
But he hadn't foreseen that the Douluo Plane could organize a counterattack so swiftly, let alone that something could act as an anchor to bind the entire Demon Plane.
"Creatures from another world have entered—not humans, but a horde of soul beasts!"
"And… two deities wielding two supreme divine artifacts!"
The invasion of a million-strong soul beast legion shook the entire Demon Plane to its core—their power was undeniable.
Only now did the demon lords begin to understand why they couldn't contact the plane's consciousness or cut off the Demon Plane's connection to the Douluo Plane.
The consciousness of the Demon Plane simply had no time to respond to them.
With two deities holding two supreme divine artifacts to suppress it, they were fully capable of directly opposing the Demon Plane's consciousness.
Moreover, Yuanen Yehui and the Demon Emperor didn't need to defeat the plane's consciousness head-on. After all, it was unlike Tang Hao.
This consciousness was birthed by the Demon Plane itself, much like how the Douluo Plane's consciousness had once been possessed by Tang Hao.
It had no emotions, no desires.
Born of the plane, sustained by the plane.
Its entire existence was tied to the Demon Plane—it could never leave the world that birthed it.
If all the demon creatures within the plane were wiped out and the planet turned into a dead star, the plane's consciousness would gradually wither and die as well.
Thus, using two supreme divine artifacts to temporarily suppress the plane's consciousness was sufficient.
Eradicating all the demon creatures would cause the consciousness to collapse on its own—there was no need to directly confront a god-level plane consciousness.
Furthermore, the Blood River Godslaying Array, tethered to the Douluo Plane, was like a nail driven into the Demon Plane. It continuously supplied reinforcements and energy support.
Therefore, temporarily restraining the Demon Plane's consciousness was entirely feasible.
Yuanen Yehui and the Demon Emperor had indeed acted accordingly.
The million-strong soul beast legion charged toward the core of the Demon Plane without resistance, unleashing a tangible killing intent that crushed countless demon creatures in their path.
The demon lords hiding in the core of the Demon Plane had no time to react.
Even if they had, there was little they could do.
Without reaching godhood, even demon lords couldn't survive outside the Demon Plane in the vastness of space.
With no other choice, they were forced into close combat with the rampaging soul beast legion.
Despite their immense strength, nearly ten peak-level demon lords stood no chance against the overwhelming numbers of the soul beast army.
More than ten ferocious beasts had retrieved suitable divine artifacts from Di Tian's royal treasury.
Even among the hundred-thousand-year soul beasts, some beast kings had acquired divine artifacts of their own.
Thus, the war between the soul beasts and the demon armies led by the demon lords turned into a one-sided slaughter.
The initial assault struck right at the center, and under the relentless hunt, multiple demon lords—including Wujie—fell one after another.
The demon army gathered at the plane's center fell apart like a tree collapsing and monkeys scattering—fleeing in all directions.
After the center collapsed, it was time for a full encirclement and pursuit.
The soul beast army split into ten divisions, radiating outward in ten directions to begin a carpet-style sweep.
Countless demon species were completely wiped out beneath the claws of the soul beasts.
A mass extinction event was taking place across the same plane at the same time, occurring in different locations.
Inside each soul beast, branches from the Tree of Life were swaying and trembling, devouring the Demon Plane's energy and life force.
Part of this energy was sent through the cross-plane connection to sustain the main Tree of Life, while the rest nourished the soul beasts hosting its branches.
If it had been a complete plant, it likely would have already grown into a towering tree.
As the life force of the Demon Plane drained away and more demon creatures perished, the Demon Plane began to shift toward a dead star.
Even though the Demon Plane's consciousness had no physical form, Yuanen Yehui and the Demon Emperor could clearly sense its growing weakness—their divine artifacts suppressing it were growing stronger in response.
If another deity were to join the battle now, they could do what Tang Hao did with the Douluo Plane—become the new ruler of the Demon Plane's consciousness.
On one front, the soul beast legion continued its conquest of the Demon Plane.
On another front, Di Tian's campaign across the Star Sea was unfolding in full force.
Having left the region of space where the Douluo Plane resided, the vast universe became chaotic and disorienting—there was no sense of direction, no way to tell east from west, or recognize where one came from or was headed.
Fortunately, Di Tian was still within the universe once governed by the original Douluo God Realm.
Though countless years had passed and much had changed...
Some iconic star regions that had endured through time could still be recognized by Di Tian.
His dream of "roaming the world" was finally becoming reality at this moment.
Moreover, with the Abyssal Sacred Monarch's Compass to guide him, Di Tian could at least orient himself toward a rough direction.
The rest was up to him.
The cosmic Star Sea was not a safe place—many areas were nothing like the stable region the Douluo Plane existed in.
Especially after the recent turmoil of space-time currents, most areas of the universe were restless and dangerous.
In a small asteroid belt, like a swarm of shattered stones, a surge of energy arose strong enough to ripple across the cosmos.
The starlight shining from a nearby star revealed the ancient memories embedded in this asteroid belt.
Weary from his journey through the cosmos, Di Tian encountered a formidable obstacle.
A creature capable of wandering the Star Sea—Sihang Zang Mingxiao.
Its form resembled a massive green octopus, glowing with a shimmering jade light.
As it drifted into the asteroid belt, it detected a surge of boiling blood energy.
It came from Di Tian himself—his divine dragon blood, stirred by his rapid movement across the stars, was boiling over.
Thus, Sihang Zang Mingxiao attacked.
Its instincts told it that if it could devour this being before it, it would break its current shackles and advance to a new realm.
The result, however, was unsurprising.
Though Di Tian looked weary and breathless from travel, his level of cultivation far surpassed what Sihang Zang Mingxiao could comprehend.
Before long, a massive black dragon transformed into human form and landed on a planet that had long since become a dead star.
"Huff, huff…"
He exhaled twice before diving into a savage feast, tearing and devouring like a primordial beast.
His meal, of course, was the cosmic creature—Sihang Zang Mingxiao (Four-Path Concealed Nether Demon)—its tentacle-like appendages and a jade-green inner core.
(End of Chapter)