I’ve already become a titled Douluo, and only now the system arrives?

Chapter 211: Will of the Plane

On the city wall, a gentle breeze blew, stirring Bibi Dong's hair.

The cool sensation helped Bibi Dong regain her composure.

"Speak," she said, her voice cold and devoid of emotion.

"Elder Ghost Leopard has fallen in battle."

"Elder Demon Bear is severely injured, having lost an arm and his cultivation regressed..."

"Eight Spirit Douluo of the Spirit Hall have died, seventeen Spirit Saints perished, and the casualties among Spirit Emperors and lower-ranked soul masters number seventeen thousand."

"More than five thousand soul masters outside of the Spirit Hall have also died."

"Over fifty thousand demons were slain."

Ghost Douluo's voice was filled with sorrow. "This is a significant loss for the soul master community. Nearly one-tenth of all soul masters on the Douluo Continent have perished here."

Undoubtedly, this was a tremendous loss.

Such a devastating battle had rarely been recorded in the history of Douluo Continent.

"Ensure the deceased receive proper burials," Bibi Dong's voice turned icy. "When Qin Xiao returns, he will bring valuable information. Whoever is behind this will pay a heavy price in blood."

"Understood," Ghost Douluo nodded solemnly and departed.

Meanwhile...

In the Slaughter City.

Tang San sat atop the highest building, his eyes closed.

The city was eerily silent; apart from Tang San, no one else could be found.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and frowned, his expression cold. "Useless fools, how could they fall so quickly?"

"Are the beings of the Demon Plane truly this weak?"

His voice was filled with resentment, and his powerful divine energy erupted uncontrollably.

Boom, boom, boom.

Buildings in the Slaughter City collapsed one after another as Tang San vented his frustration and anger.

After a long while, Tang San had destroyed most of the city, and he finally felt a bit better.

"But what should I do next?"

Tang San fell into deep thought.

Should he open a passage to the Demon Plane?

But he quickly dismissed this idea. "The creatures of the Demon Plane are just useless. Even summoning a couple more Demon Lords would be pointless. They can't be relied upon."

"Should I open a passage to the Abyss Plane?"

Tang San hesitated.

The Abyss Plane was not as simple as the Demon Plane. The strongest beings in the Demon Plane were comparable to Qian Daoliu. But according to the Asura God's inherited memories, the strongest in the Abyss Plane were true gods, with formidable combat power.

Tang San estimated that even with his current strength, he might not be a match for that god.

So, opening a passage to the Abyss Plane could be inviting disaster, with them potentially taking over.

After much deliberation, Tang San decided against opening the passage to the Abyss Plane.

"What are you scheming? You're already a god, why not just charge out and kill everyone?"

"If you can't do it, give me control of your body. I'll make sure to skin and kill all your enemies."

A voice suddenly echoed in Tang San's mind, the voice of the Slaughter God.

Hearing this, Tang San's expression turned cold. "My affairs are none of your business."

"Hey, don't you know what's good for you?" the Slaughter God said resentfully.

He would never give up a chance to gain control of Tang San's body.

However, Tang San ignored him and left the Slaughter City.

He had obtained everything he needed here; staying any longer was pointless.

He planned to go to Sea God Island, meet Qin Xiao, and then formulate a plan.

Meanwhile...

Qin Xiao had arrived at an unknown mountain range.

The summoning voice grew stronger.

"Strange, what does this mean?"

He was puzzled, his eyes constantly searching.

Soon, his gaze locked onto a verdant lake surrounded by mountains.

"The source of the voice seems to be below?"

Qin Xiao frowned.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to investigate. Transforming into a purple lightning bolt, he descended rapidly.

He plunged into the lake like a stone, creating ripples.

As he descended, Qin Xiao was filled with astonishment.

Given his incredible speed, he should have reached the bottom long ago, yet he still hadn't.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "My goodness, at this depth, will I end up on the other side of the Douluo Continent?"

However, there was no turning back now. Giving up halfway was not in Qin Xiao's nature.

Once an arrow is released, it doesn't return; he had to see this through to the end.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Xiao's vision suddenly cleared, and he saw a golden orb of light.

"This thing is probably as big as Wuhun City."

"Am I hallucinating?"

He pinched his cheek lightly until he felt a bit of pain before stopping.

"It's not a hallucination; it's real."

"I wonder what is inside this golden orb."

Intrigued, Qin Xiao approached the orb and reached out to touch it.

Strangely, Qin Xiao was immediately absorbed into it.

A strong sense of being enveloped spread throughout his body, but it lasted only a moment.

Qin Xiao found himself inside the orb.

The sight inside left him dumbfounded.

"What is this place? It looks like an island?"

Everywhere he looked, there were vast fields of Blue Silver Grass, and in the center of the island stood a towering golden tree.

Each leaf and branch seemed to be made of pure gold.

"You have arrived."

An ancient voice echoed around Qin Xiao, reverberating through the space.

Qin Xiao didn't move forward or back, standing still as he responded, "Was it you who summoned me?"

"Yes, it was I. You needn't be too tense. Allow me to introduce myself. I am the World Tree, the will of this plane."

"The will of the plane?"

Qin Xiao raised an eyebrow, surprised.

He hadn't expected that the Douluo Continent would have developed a plane will by now.

"Hehe, it's not that strange. Planes, like living beings, have their own consciousness. The consciousness of a plane, much like a human life, goes through birth, youth, adulthood, middle age, and finally dormancy, awaiting rebirth."

"I was on the verge of dormancy, waiting for rebirth. But then, the plane encountered a problem: foreign beings invaded, aiming to devour life and strengthen themselves. Conversely, if they perish here, it injects new life into this plane."

Hearing this, Qin Xiao's face lit up with realization.

This wasn't difficult to understand.

Just like in his previous life on Blue Star, the Douluo plane also had a life cycle.

The tens of thousands of demons from the Demon Plane were essentially injecting new life into the declining plane will.

This was no exaggeration.

Take Alba and his nine Demon Lords, for example. How much life force did they contribute?

Not to mention, even the weakest demons were at least Soul Elder level.

This was an unimaginable force.

"So, why did you summon me?" Qin Xiao thought the plane will wouldn't call him just for a casual chat.

"You have defended this plane. I wanted to thank you in person."

"Alright, your thanks are noted. Goodbye."

Qin Xiao nodded and turned to leave.

To be honest, he didn't believe the plane will's words. There could be many ways to show gratitude, and there was no need to summon him here.

"Wait!"

Seeing Qin Xiao about to leave, the golden tree, the embodiment of the plane's will, shook.

Qin Xiao guessed this was akin to human excitement.

"What else?"

Qin Xiao asked again.

"There is indeed more. I need your help. I hope you can agree."

"Tell me what it is first."

"I do not wish to fall into slumber. I want more life force from other planes."

Qin Xiao replied, "Oh, then you work on that."

Plane Will: "..."

What kind of answer was that?

How am I supposed to work on that?

"Due to the rules, I can only suppress life from other planes. I cannot kill them. Moreover, I can sense that the passage to the other planes has been destroyed. I am powerless."

"Uh, if you can't do it, how can I?" Qin Xiao was speechless.

"Yes, you can," the plane will's response shocked Qin Xiao greatly.

He didn't know he had such an ability, yet the plane will did?

This was ridiculous.

This time, the Plane Will was obviously smarter. "Although the portal has disappeared, I still remember the coordinates of that plane. You can open the plane channel yourselves."

With this, Qin Xiao understood that the Plane Will was not easy to deal with.

"You want to start a plane war? You want me to hunt demons in the Demon Plane?"

"Yes."

"That's impossible."

"Don't be so quick to refuse. You can benefit as well. I can grant you and those who participate in the conquest abilities similar to demons. By killing demons, you can absorb their power to enhance yourself."

"You can do that?" Qin Xiao was shocked.

"Of course, the ability for planes to devour each other is part of the rules. This is just a different manifestation."

Rustle.

The golden tree shook, and a golden leaf fell, floating in front of Qin Xiao.

Seeing Qin Xiao's puzzled expression, the Plane Will explained, "If the user drips blood on this leaf, they will gain the ability to devour beings from other planes."

Looking at the densely packed leaves on the golden tree, Qin Xiao asked, "You must gain a lot from this, right?"

Hearing Qin Xiao's words, the Plane Will answered honestly, "Yes, I can absorb at least half of the target's energy."

"And what benefit do I get?"

"What more do you want? Isn't gaining fifty percent of the target's energy enough?"

"Of course."

Qin Xiao nodded. "You can absorb the energy of countless beings fighting for you, while I can only absorb what I earn through hard work and still have to pay you a fifty percent tax. Do you think that's fair?"

The Plane Will was stunned.

This person named Qin Xiao was too clever. He cared more about the big picture than personal gains.

"So, how much do you want?"

"How many people do you want to send to the Demon Plane?"

"For now, I can only provide ten thousand golden leaves. You need to develop this."

"Alright, I want ten percent of the gains from these ten thousand people, and any life force I personally harvest from demons must be entirely mine. I don't like sharing with others," Qin Xiao finally stated his terms.

What's wrong with the Plane Will?

Who cares? Protecting one's own interests is the most important.

As long as someone needs him, he can ask for a big price.

"Isn't your price too high?"

After a long silence, the Plane Will responded.

It felt like it was being taken advantage of.

What's wrong with humanity today? Don't they know how to respect their elders?

"Oh, I understand. Then find someone else."

Qin Xiao nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait, can you not be so hasty?"

Even the Plane Will was helpless against Qin Xiao.

This guy fully demonstrated what it means to leave at the slightest disagreement. He had never seen someone like this.

"So, you agree to my terms?"

"Agreed. You can have ten percent of the life force."

Hearing this, Qin Xiao grinned.

He was quite satisfied with this outcome. Ten percent was a good deal, especially considering who he was negotiating with.

Crack!

At this moment, Qin Xiao noticed a crisp sound coming from the golden tree. He watched as a thick branch fell from the tree.

"This branch has exactly ten thousand leaves. Just drip your blood on it, and anyone who plucks a leaf from it will be under your control, and you will receive an additional ten percent life force."

"Haha, you're too kind."

Qin Xiao laughed, though his actions were anything but polite as he collected the golden branch.

He made up his mind to return to Wuhun City and convince Qian Daoliu to train soldiers in another world to strengthen the Spirit Hall.

Or he could go to Ning Fengzhi with the same plan.

"Anything else? If not, I'll be on my way."

Feeling a bit more courteous after receiving the golden branch, Qin Xiao asked.

"Next, I will give you the coordinates of the space. You can open the portal yourself."

Qin Xiao nodded heavily. "Go ahead, I'm listening."

After a while, Qin Xiao returned to Wuhun City.

Compared to its usual vibrancy, the city now had an atmosphere filled with killing intent.

Not far outside Spirit City, there were tens of thousands of new graves.

The fresh soil indicated that these were the unfortunate souls who had perished in Spirit City.

"If we start a plane war, so what if they are soul masters? They are nothing but ants. Even a Soul Douluo is like paper before true power."

(End of Chapter)

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