Chapter 209: Demon Among Us, Purgatory Descends_3

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"What is this?"

"Such a terrifying aura."

In the courtyard, everyone had noticed something strange.

Qin Xiao did not respond immediately, his gaze piercing through the purple flames, unraveling the truth.

It was actually a... demon.

Without a doubt, he was Alba, the Monarch from the Demonic Plane.

"Who dares to run wild in my Spirit City!"

With a furious shout, a pitch-black Demon Bear soared into the sky, its body adorned with nine glittering Soul Rings, charging towards Alba.

This man was one of the Elders of Martial Soul Hall, the Demon Bear Douluo.

"Look, a Titled Douluo-level Elder has made a move."

"Who's that person in the midst of the purple flames? They're completely clueless about their place, not realizing that Martial Soul Hall isn't somewhere you can act recklessly."

"Don't panic, since the Elder is taking action, there's no doubt left. It doesn't matter who it is, they're surely as good as dead."

Countless people in Spirit City looked up to the sky; moments ago they were anxious about the being within the purple flames, but now that the Elder of Martial Soul Hall had appeared, they felt secure.

After all, there had yet to be a problem in the Soul World that a Titled Douluo-level expert couldn't solve.

"Hehe, what a quality soul you are; eating you would be worth the souls of a thousand men."

Alba let out a cold laugh, a flash of greed in his eyes. His Purple-Golden Greatsword swung down, sending a hundred-meter-long wave of sword energy that struck the Demon Bear Douluo.

However, after just one exchange, all of the Demon Bear Douluo's defenses were instantly breached. He screamed in agony as his body, engulfed in purple flames, plummeted from the sky.

"Insignificant ants, do you think you're worthy of attacking in the presence of the great Demon Lord Alba?" Alba's chilling voice spread through the skies above Spirit City.

Indeed.

At his current state, Titled Douluo below level 95 indeed amounted to nothing.

"Good heavens, am I seeing things?"

"That's an Elder of Martial Soul Hall, and he couldn't even withstand a single blow from that guy."

"How terrifying is he?"

"Run!"

The next moment, panic erupted among some in Spirit City, though others remained calm.

Freak out for what?

This is Martial Soul Hall, even if the sky falls, the Pope will hold it up.

"Quiver in fear, the more frightened you are, the tastier your souls will be."

Alba roared with laughter.

He opened his arms wide, utterly intoxicated.

Of course, he wasn't idle; as his power erupted, nine luminous gates descended from the sky and scattered across different parts of Spirit City.

Each gate towered over fifty meters tall, and from them stepped out nine colossal figures resembling Alba himself.

Following them, a myriad of creatures never before seen on Soul Land emerged.

Dozens of robust Hellhounds, resembling mighty lions.

Several Demonfolk towering over two and a half meters, with four arms, muscles bulging under scales, and purple-black skin.

Above these Demonfolk flew Winged Demons, of similar size to humans but with wings.

In just a moment, the army composed of Demonfolk, Hellhounds, and Winged Demons had grown to well over ten thousand in number.

Moreover, these creatures from the Demonic Plane were clearly unfriendly; they would launch vicious attacks on any living creature they saw, with unparalleled cruelty.

For a time, the sounds of battle raged through Spirit City.

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