In the distance, nine Great Demons spared no expense, using their own flesh and Souls as prirs to trigger a chain self-destruction. They finally managed to blast the rampaging Crimson Mastiff Dharma Aspect into a mangled state, on the verge of collapse. However, instead of retreating, the Crimson Mastiff Dharma Aspect controlled its broken body and charged headlong into a nearby demon gate from which countless demons were pouring out. Then...
"Rumble—!!"
An even more violent self-destruction occurred. The demon gate, along with countless demons within several miles, was completely cleared out, turning into scorched earth. However, in just a few breaths, the silver radiance tree flashed with light, and a brand-new, lively Crimson Mastiff Dharma Aspect with its aura at its peak rose from the ground again, roaring as it joined the battlefield. Self-destruction? Ultimate secret techniques? Burning life? For the "players" on the Douluo side, these were rely skills with slightly more power. As long as they had enough contribution points or the mission required it, they had no qualms! Dead? Death just ans resurrection!
For a ti, the entire main battlefield of the Demon Plane began to hurtle in a direction that the demons could not comprehend. The experts on the Douluo side completely let loose, throwing out all sorts of mutual-destruction tactics, forbidden arts they usually wouldn't dare use, and secret techniques that burned their potential as if they cost nothing. If they couldn't win, they self-destructed, taking as many with them as possible; after all, they'd be a hero again in the next second.
The rising and falling lights of explosions beca the most brilliant yet most despair-inducing scenery for the demons on the battlefield. The demons continued to pour out endlessly, wave after wave, while the players on the Douluo side grew braver with every fight, resurrecting after death, fighting after living, and dying after fighting in a continuous cycle.
No one noticed—or rather, the demon side had no ti to look into it—that high in the sky, the silver moon manifested by the "Spiritual Realm," which seed to have beco a celestial phenonon of the Demon Plane, was shedding its cold radiance. As the battle continued, the silver moon beca brighter and more solid. The moonlight silently shone upon every inch of land flowing with blood and Energy, quietly recording, silently absorbing, and transforming everything.
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"Spiritual Realm."
In the boundless pure white space, only the silver radiance tree at the center, identical to the one in the Demon Plane, stood quietly, emitting a gentle yet vast torrent of information. Kong Mingan stood silently beneath the giant tree. Hundreds of translucent light screens of varying sizes floated quietly before him, with massive amounts of data, real-ti footage, and nurous analytical charts flowing like waterfalls across them.
Kong Mingan's gaze was calm. Beside his ear, the "Spiritual Pivot" notification tone broadcasted various pieces of information at a frequency only he could receive: ["Spiritual Pivot" connection channel stable, "fourth calamity" protocol running stably—]
[Plane occupation: 0.71%↑ (Growth rate stable)—]
[Demon Plane plane will interference degree: 31.85%↑ (Continuing to climb, still within expected threshold)—]
[Net Energy capture rate: 217% (Absorption > Consumption)—]
["ling shu clone" total destruction/reconstruction count: 341 tis, average reconstruction delay: 3.47 seconds, Energy conversion loss rate: 22.3%—]
Kong Mingan scanned these key data points, his eyes narrowing slightly with a hint of thought: "The large-scale projection of the'Spiritual Realm' still has too much commotion during the initial anchoring and unfolding; a fragile period still exists. I need to optimize the concealnt protocol. The 'silver radiance tree' as a cross-plane anchor and Energy hub ets performance expectations, but the planting and activation ti also need to be compressed. The descent of the 'ling shu clone' has an inherent delay, affected by the rejection degree of the target plane's rules; higher-tier units have higher delays. The resurrection chanism is running well, though reconstruction speed is limited by Energy and 'Spiritual Pivot' computing power allocation, failing to reach theoretical instantaneous reconstruction. Furthermore, it's still impossible to construct Divine Rank 'ling shu clones' out of thin air; I still need to rely on the corresponding Divine Rank units to input Energy for construction. Also, there are limitations in strength; they only have about eighty percent of the main body's power, and currently can only simulate third-class Divinities..."
As Kong Mingan muttered to himself, he simultaneously recorded his thoughts into the "Spiritual Pivot" optimization log. At the sa ti, he diverted part of his attention to several special screens in front of him. One screen showed not the intense surface battlefield, but the underground area. Led by the Ten Thousand Demon King, several Spell Cultivator experts were planting miniature "silver radiance seeds" at the Energy nodes he had pre-marked. These seeds took root as soon as they touched the ground, quickly establishing a connection with the main tree, interconnecting to weave the "Spiritual Pivot Network." anwhile, the successfully constructed "Spiritual Pivot Network" was quietly absorbing all the dissipated Energy on the battlefield—whether it was the collapsing vitality and Soul fragnts after a demon's death, the aftershocks of the players' Spirit Ability releases, or the Energy released when ling shu clones self-destructed or were destroyed. All unclaid Energy was captured by the "Spiritual Pivot Network," then flowed through the root network into the giant silver radiance tree on the surface, where it was converted and purified before finally being transmitted back to the "Spiritual Realm" for storage. When a player's "ling shu clone" died, the stored Energy would be called upon as needed to quickly reconstruct a new Clone in the "Spiritual Realm" by combining pre-backed-up physical data with the player's consciousness, before deploying it back to the battlefield.
Throughout the entire process, apart from the initial startup Energy for building the main tree and the first batch of Clones, the subsequent war—whether it was plane expansion or player resurrection—would have the vast majority of its Energy consumption sourced from the Demon Plane itself. And this was the core operational thod of the "Spiritual Realm."
As long as a plane was successfully anchored, the "Spiritual Realm" could utilize the target plane's resources to continuously weaken and devour it in turn. "It's going fairly smoothly," Kong Mingan said, his gaze relaxing slightly.
Not far behind him, a comfortable area had been simulated within the "Spiritual Realm" space. Gu Yue was reclining sowhat lazily on a manifested soft sofa, resting her head on one hand, her gaze fixed on Kong Mingan. She watched him for a while, then unconsciously glanced at the battle footage on the nearby light screens, her gaze pausing, looking a bit bored.
She had thought she would get to stretch her limbs this ti, but in reality, there was no opportunity for her to act. Besides resource acquisition, the more important purpose of this plane war was to conduct live combat drills for the new system and test various performances of the "Spiritual Realm" and the "fourth calamity" protocol. Those so-called Demon Monarchs were no different from sandbags in her eyes; she could crush them with a single finger. But that would be too wasteful, so that fellow used them as sandbags for others, saying it was more cost-effective. She remained noncommittal.
After thinking for a mont, Gu Yue crossed her arms and shifted into a more comfortable position, resting one foot over the other and lightly tilting it up. She asked in a calm tone, "You've kept Di Tian from acting all this ti; what are you having him watch out for?"
(End of Chapter)
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