Su Luo's situation was quickly discovered by Wan Xibo.
This was strange; his formation was supposed to be all-encompassing, so how could there be a blind spot?
Suddenly, he remembered that it was this person who had signaled his subordinates to threaten him earlier.
Well, isn’t that special? You like to threaten, do you? Threaten me, will you? Now I’ll give you some special treatment.
Wan Xibo's hands moved along a specific trajectory, adjusting the center of the formation and continuously adding smaller formations, all aimed at Su Luo.
Then, he activated it!
Countless formations materialized, surrounding Su Luo in a dazzling array of colors. The formations interacted with each other, amplifying their power.
The attacks engulfed Su Luo.
"Hahaha, is that all you’ve got?"
Wan Xibo was extremely pleased with his masterpiece.
The only thing that slightly disappointed him was that Su Luo didn’t even put up a fight, which made it feel a bit anticlimactic.
But that’s fine. After all, this person is only at this level, not worth mentioning.
Wan Xibo stopped paying attention to Su Luo and instead turned his gaze to others.
But gradually, blood began to trickle from the corner of his mouth.
Huh?
Why am I bleeding?
Wan Xibo was confused.
It was only then that Elder Yan noticed something was wrong with Wan Xibo. Upon closer inspection, his expression turned serious.
"You’ve been hit by the Reverse Mystic Gate Formation."
"Me? The Reverse Mystic Gate Formation?" Wan Xibo couldn’t comprehend Lin Xuan’s words.
But the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. He could no longer deceive himself; he clearly felt that his body had just suffered a tremendous attack.
But he couldn’t accept this fact.
"Impossible! This is my formation. How could I have fallen victim to it myself?"
The only Reverse Mystic Gate Formation present was his, and he didn’t believe Su Luo could have set up another one without him noticing.
"Release." After some fumbling, Elder Yan dispelled the formation that had ensnared Wan Xibo.
In an instant, Wan Xibo’s vision cleared.
The real Su Luo was completely unharmed, and the surroundings were in complete disarray, clearly the result of the formation’s attacks.
He had truly fallen victim to his own trap.
Wan Xibo hurriedly asked, "Who is this person? How does he possess such abilities?"
"You don’t know? He’s Su Luo, one of the Seven Heavenly Demon Sons."
"Su Luo, Su Luo... No, we must eliminate him as soon as possible. He’s too dangerous!"
Wan Xibo recalled how he had inexplicently fallen victim to his own Reverse Mystic Gate Formation, and the more he thought about it, the more eerie it felt.
He must be dealt with immediately!
He began setting up another formation, only to see Lin Xuan standing still, unmoved.
"Take action! Brother Lin Xuan, trust me, he’s not simple. If we don’t eliminate him soon..."
Before he could finish, the formation around him turned against him.
"What the hell! Don’t aim at me! What’s going on?"
But his formation didn’t listen to him at all. He couldn’t even figure out where the problem lay.
Boom!
Wan Xibo was once again struck by his own formation and lost consciousness.
"Elder Yan, I don’t understand," Lin Xuan said, his face full of confusion.
"Don’t worry, even I don’t know what’s going on. All I can say is that Su Luo held back."
Indeed, Elder Yan couldn’t comprehend why Wan Xibo’s formation had been controlled by Su Luo.
Su Luo had once again surprised Elder Yan. What kind of talent was this?
At this moment, Lin Xuan said, "Elder Yan, it feels like Su Luo is more versatile than you."
"Don’t say that. I admit Su Luo has unique strengths, but I’m not that bad either. And you, don’t let this discourage you."
"I won’t. I know I’m not on Su Luo’s level, and I’ve known that for a while, but I won’t give up."
"That’s the right attitude."
Lin Xuan adjusted his mindset and then turned his attention back to dealing with the Heavenly Demon Sect members.
As for Su Luo, he had never paid much attention to Wan Xibo in the first place.
Instead, his focus was on Li Siyi, who seemed to be preoccupied with something.
Her fighting style revealed a bit of her inner turmoil.
At that moment, Li Siyi’s gaze met Su Luo’s.
The two locked eyes.
Su Luo wanted to approach her and ask what was wrong, but it was almost time to retreat, so he had to let it go for now.
Cui Baiquan and the others had been tormented by the formations.
They were constantly attacked by unpredictable formations.
Sometimes they would strike what they thought were enemies, only to realize they were hitting their own comrades.
Other times, they thought they were fighting alongside allies, only to be stabbed in the back.
The lines between friend and foe had blurred.
Fortunately, Liang Shuanghua gradually deciphered the formations, turning the tide slightly.
Suddenly, Shan Gui let out a powerful roar, followed by a massive explosion.
The formation was breached, and the Heavenly Demon Sect members quickly escaped.
Su Luo followed them out.
As soon as he emerged, he appeared furious.
"Lin Xuan, stop playing these petty tricks! If you have the guts, let’s settle this in a duel!"
According to the plot, Su Luo had just undergone a significant power-up, so he was brimming with confidence.
"Let’s go!"
Cui Baiquan grabbed Su Luo, not wanting to continue the fight. The formations had already been a nightmare.
At the very least, they needed to regroup before striking back.
Su Luo gritted his teeth. "Cui Baiquan, if you hadn’t stopped me, I would have killed Lin Xuan!"
Cui Baiquan: "..."
He really wanted to let go and see if Su Luo could actually do it. Couldn’t he stop pretending for once?
But never mind. Su Luo had performed quite well earlier.
Indeed, Su Luo had used the Reverse Mystic Gate Formation to create illusions, making everyone believe he had been fighting valiantly.
No point in wasting such an opportunity.
Besides, if he didn’t act, Cui Baiquan might start doubting his sincerity in cooperating, which wouldn’t be good.
They still needed to work together later.
After breaking through the formation, Lin Xuan and the others couldn’t stop the Heavenly Demon Sect from escaping.
However, Lin Xuan knew that the Heavenly Demon Sect’s goal was the Ancient Ruins.
Since it was the Heavenly Demon Sect’s objective, they had to disrupt it.
Su Luo had left them a message. It would be a shame not to follow up on it.
After resting for a while, Lin Xuan and his group headed for the Ancient Ruins.
...
As for the Heavenly Demon Sect, they had made a rather disgraceful escape and were now holding a meeting.
They were debating whether to retaliate immediately or focus on completing their mission.
After much discussion, Cui Baiquan made the final decision.
"We’ll settle the score later. For now, let’s stick to the plan and head to the Ancient Ruins."
This statement sparked a debate, especially among Su Luo’s subordinates.
"Hmph, if it were up to our Demon Son Su Luo, we’d strike back first and then go to the Ancient Ruins."
"How can we just let this go? We were humiliated back there."
"Exactly. Even though we’re cooperating, Cui Baiquan lacks the leadership qualities. He’s... no, it’s clear he’s not as capable as our Demon Son Su Luo."
Cui Baiquan’s face darkened upon hearing this.
Su Luo, on the other hand, acted as if he didn’t know his own subordinates.
Cui Baiquan could only glare at Su Luo’s men. He didn’t dare to discipline them, as it might incite internal conflict.
Adding fuel to the fire at this point would be sheer stupidity.
At this moment, Liang Shuanghua spoke up. "I have no objections, but my formation skills are indeed inferior to Wan Xibo’s. If something goes wrong, I can’t guarantee anything."
He added silently in his heart, *If something goes wrong, I’m running first. You all can fend for yourselves.*
*They’re not paying me enough to risk my life.*
"Don’t worry, we’ll just be extra careful."
Cui Baiquan had read about a rare treasure in an ancient book. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
After all the preparation they had put in, they couldn’t return empty-handed.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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