Not Treason, But the Right Path

However, he had no time to think further as he formed hand seals to activate the most powerful offensive move of the array.

"Let me show you my ultimate technique - Heaven and Earth Destruction!"

With a mighty roar, Su Yuanying channeled all his energy and charged forward.

Under Su Yuanying's control, the Demon Hunter Divine Array once again released thousands of golden light rays.

Among the golden lights, countless demon-hunting flying swords emerged in the air. These were Su Yuanying's life-bound weapons and represented his strongest attack.

The Demon Hunter Divine Array, now merged with his life-bound weapons, grew even more powerful, causing the heavens and earth to change color.

Su Yuanying let out another shout, his face changing from white to red, and then to purple.

This was everything he had, betting his life on this attack. If even this couldn't harm his opponent at all, it would mean his complete defeat.

"Destroy!"

At Su Yuanying's command, countless golden lights intertwined with flying swords, coordinating in perfect harmony as they swooped down.

Like a terrifying storm of plum blossoms, it was truly horrifying.

The powerful rain of swords struck at the Dark Demon with extreme speed, yet each blade that fell was like raindrops hitting the ground.

They vanished into nothingness without even making a sound.

"How refreshing, it feels like being tickled. Is this really Su City's strongest demon hunter? What a ridiculous joke."

The Dark Demon laughed heartily, as if watching a clown perform.

"Dark Demon, finish this quickly!" the young man said with a yawn, looking bored.

"Yes, master!" The Dark Demon nodded slightly, and in the next moment, his aura completely transformed.

Countless waves of cold energy surged forth, turning the previously lit surroundings pitch black once again.

Feeling this powerful force, Su Yuanying broke into a cold sweat.

He was trying his hardest to maximize the array's output, but what he had shown was already everything he had.

"Is this really where it ends?"

Su Yuanying felt intense reluctance. Through years of battles, he had killed countless enemies.

In combat, he had never known defeat. But now, faced with such an overwhelming difference in power, he experienced true despair for the first time.

Even giving it his all, he couldn't change anything.

Yet he still held on stubbornly, persisting. For nothing else but one thought in his mind - to delay as long as possible.

Each second bought meant a bit more hope, and he could only place all his hopes on Chen Shuo now.

"Time to end this. Dying by my hand is your greatest fortune in three lifetimes."

After a cold laugh, the Dark Demon's figure flickered and appeared directly in front of Su Yuanying.

The speed was like lightning, giving Su Yuanying no chance to react before the enemy was right before him.

When he tried to respond, the Dark Demon's hand shot out like an unsheathed blade, stabbing straight toward Su Yuanying's abdomen.

"Clang!"

A sound like clashing steel rang out as the blade that should have pierced Su Yuanying's body was knocked away.

Another figure had appeared beside Su Yuanying - it was none other than Sang Biao, who had been standing aside without moving until now.

Now in his full form, even with his power at half-step Ghost Saint level, he was at a severe disadvantage in this direct clash with the Dark Demon.

Sang Biao's figure swayed, and the next moment, blood spurted from his mouth.

"Puff!"

The blood scattered in the air, drawing a beautiful arc.

Looking at the stumbling Sang Biao before him, the Dark Demon showed an expression of disbelief: "Sang Biao, do you know what you're doing?"

Faced with the Dark Demon's soul-searching question, Sang Biao showed no fear.

If it had been earlier when facing the Dark Demon, he might have felt afraid, but now that he had made his choice and turned toward the light, he had his own decision to make. With direction in his heart, naturally he felt no fear.

"Of course I know - I'm being true to myself. I've sold my life for half a lifetime, and what did I ultimately gain? You all just treated me as a mere pawn. I don't want to continue living like this anymore. I want freedom!"

Sang Biao cried out from the depths of his heart, speaking words he had held inside for many years.

Since following his master, his only purpose had been to help clear all obstacles and complete every task assigned.

He had never lived for himself, until Chen Shuo's words awakened him from his dream.

He wanted to be reborn, to live as an ordinary person, to experience the world, to do what he wanted to do.

Even though this path would be extremely difficult, it would still be much happier than being someone else's pawn.

This was his choice, and what he now insisted on. Even if it meant being shattered to pieces in the end, he would persist.

"So you choose to betray us?" The Dark Demon's voice was ice-cold, his murderous gaze filled with endless coldness.

"It's not betrayal, but taking the right path."

Sang Biao declared firmly. Although he had suffered severe internal injuries, he hadn't fallen.

The power in his bloodline was enhanced again, reaching the peak of half-step Ghost Saint - this was his absolute limit.

His body expanded violently, his bones making crackling sounds.

"Foolish, truly wasting such a good body. Since you choose death, I'll grant your wish."

As the Dark Demon's words fell, both his hands transformed into blades again, stabbing toward Sang Biao.

The speed was mind-boggling - by the time Sang Biao reacted, the hands-turned-blades had already pierced straight through his chest.

Sang Biao's pupils contracted violently, his unwilling gaze fixed firmly in the Dark Demon's direction.

He had been just one step away, yet why was the gap so vast?

"You're still too weak. In your next life, be sure to clearly understand your own strength. Don't try to stand out - it won't end well."

The Dark Demon sneered, pulling out his hands while tossing Sang Biao away like garbage.

When Sang Biao crashed heavily in the distance, his gray pupils showed a hint of death.

"Now it's your turn, old man. You actually managed to turn Sang Biao against us - that shows some skill."

The Dark Demon's hands transformed into blades again, pointing toward Su Yuanying.

"Stop! Nobody moves against my father, or I'll blow his head off!"

Just as the Dark Demon was about to move, a clear voice, though tinged with fear, came from the side.

The Dark Demon looked toward the sound and noticed Su Xiyan nearby, holding a golden demon-hunting crossbow aimed at his head.

The Dark Demon merely glanced at Su Xiyan and let out a cold laugh: "You? A mere Platinum Three-rank nobody?"

"Yes, even though I'm only Platinum Three-rank, if you want to harm my father, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

Though Su Xiyan's body trembled, her words rang out with unwavering determination.