The Seven Demon Princes Battle Lin Xuan and Di Hao Ao

All seven disciples had suffered losses at the hands of Lin Xuan before, and now he was here again to ruin their plans. It seemed like a perfect opportunity to kill two birds with one stone.

"Kill them all," Qing Bukuang added coldly, "and don't hold back!"

The other seven disciples were momentarily stunned. They weren't used to going all out from the start, but they obeyed Qing Bukuang's orders without question.

Xu Wuliang's demonic aura manifested behind him, his muscles bulging as his body grew significantly larger.

Cui Baiquan's eyes began to bleed, a sign of his intense focus, allowing him to perfectly mimic his opponent's techniques.

Situ Ye was gulping down pill after pill. He had initially planned to save one, but Qing Bukuang suddenly snatched it and shoved it into his mouth.

"Didn't I say to go all out? Can't you hear me?"

Situ Ye felt wronged. He was already on the verge of vomiting from eating so many pills, but Qing Bukuang's glare silenced any protest.

Shan Gui's body was now fully covered in intricate patterns, and his voice grew increasingly shrill and unbearable.

Liao Duci's body oozed toxic liquid, releasing a foul stench that instantly filled the air.

Su Luo drew his sword, then glanced at Shan Gui and Liao Duci with a look of disgust.

He hated fighting alongside people like this—even his own allies were unbearable.

One was unbearably loud, making it impossible to hear his own cool attack names.

The other reeked of poison.

Ugh!

And there, the first victim appeared.

Situ Ye, already feeling bloated from the pills, caught a whiff of Liao Duci's stench and immediately gagged.

But remembering that he hadn't fully absorbed the medicinal effects of the pills, he quickly covered his mouth and swallowed the vomit back down.

He even licked his hand clean.

No waste allowed.

Su Luo: "......"

I really want to quit the Seven Demon Disciples.

After a while, Situ Ye fully digested the pills, and his power began to surge.

Qing Bukuang's demonic aura formed wings, and his body was clad in demonic armor, especially his feet, where the shoes were the most refined, with a dense concentration of demonic energy.

His sword, too, was shrouded in a dark, wave-like demonic aura.

Facing such a formidable lineup, Lin Xuan had no choice but to go all out as well.

He consumed the "Raging Fire Lotus" without hesitation.

"Di Haoao, use your full strength," Lin Xuan commanded.

Di Haoao understood immediately, chanting an ancient incantation as his eyes turned blood-red.

"Imperial Heaven Sect's Demon-Slaying Eighteen Techniques, Final Form: Heaven's Roaring Frenzy!"

His entire being was enhanced in every aspect.

There was no more need for words. Both sides clashed in their strongest forms.

Xu Wuliang charged at Lin Xuan like a raging bull.

Lin Xuan focused his power into his legs and delivered a sweeping kick. The force of their collision sent both of them staggering back.

Situ Ye tried to sneak up from behind, but Di Haoao intercepted him with his sword.

Shan Gui arrived with his ear-piercing noise, attacking both Lin Xuan and Di Haoao simultaneously. Cui Baiquan, mimicking Shan Gui's technique, joined the assault.

However, they had overestimated themselves. With a single move, Lin Xuan and Di Haoao countered and struck them down.

Qing Bukuang finally made his move, unleashing countless sword shadows that made it seem like Lin Xuan and Di Haoao were being attacked by a hundred enemies.

If speed was the game, Lin Xuan was ready. He too unleashed a flurry of sword shadows, with Di Haoao following suit.

A silent poison crept into the battlefield. The initial foul smell had merely been a distraction from Liao Duci's true attack.

But Lin Xuan left the analysis of the poison to Elder Yan, who quickly devised a countermeasure.

Lin Xuan could have handled it himself, but he didn't have the time to analyze it mid-battle.

Su Luo swung his sword once, then again.

He charged up, attacked, charged up again, and attacked once more.

Each strike looked incredibly powerful as it aimed for Lin Xuan.

Su Luo's attacks appeared far more impressive than those of the other demon disciples.

But it was all for show—his strikes were actually quite weak. Su Luo was a master at slacking off, and soon he was panting heavily.

After all, he had used so many "devastating" moves.

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness Su Luo was putting on an act. As long as Su Luo didn't seriously join the fight, it was the best help Lin Xuan could ask for.

Lin Xuan even considered learning some flashy but ultimately useless moves from Su Luo.

Elder Wei observed from the sidelines.

"The North End Demon Lord said Su Luo was special, but he seems rather ordinary to me. His moves look impressive, but they're completely ineffective.

Young people these days care more about looking cool than actual strength. He's nothing to worry about.

But this Lin Xuan... impressive, truly impressive. At his age, Elder Wei couldn't find any fault with him."

The battle raged on.

At first, Lin Xuan and Di Haoao managed to hold their own against the Seven Demon Disciples, but gradually, Di Haoao began to falter, becoming a liability.

Lin Xuan took several injuries while saving him.

Even if Di Haoao hadn't been a burden, the idea of two people taking on the Seven Demon Disciples was laughable.

"Run! Their target is me," Di Haoao urged, knowing he was of little use.

"You're mistaken. They have a grudge against me too. They won't let me go. Besides, it's not over yet."

"No, if you don't leave now, it'll be too late. I'll buy you time. I'll make sure you escape."

"Trust me. We can win," Lin Xuan replied without hesitation, continuing to attack the Seven Demon Disciples.

Di Haoao was momentarily stunned. Where did this confidence come from? But with Lin Xuan's determination, he had no choice but to keep fighting.

However, no matter how inspiring Lin Xuan's words were, the outcome seemed inevitable. The Seven Demon Disciples were now overwhelming the two.

Yet, no matter how many times Lin Xuan was knocked down, he always got back up.

Di Haoao was starting to lose hope as he watched Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's cultivation level was lower than his, yet Lin Xuan endured the most attacks and delivered the most counters.

Even in this dire situation, Lin Xuan refused to give up. He could have escaped, but something kept him going.

What was he thinking?

Di Haoao couldn't help but feel inferior in comparison.

"Ao!"

Long Xinxin arrived.

"Xinxin?" Di Haoao instinctively wanted to avoid her. He felt guilty toward her and didn't want her to see him in such a pitiful state.

"Ao, I'm going to marry you today!"

Her declaration was shocking.

Even the Seven Demon Disciples paused.

Only Qing Bukuang roared, "What are you stopping for? Can't you see they have reinforcements? Stop gawking and finish them!"

The other demon disciples snapped back to attention and resumed their assault.

Lin Xuan stepped in, blocking their attacks. "They have something to say. Don't be so heartless."

Long Xinxin joined the fight but continued, "Ao, marry me, or lose me. Choose one."

"I'll marry you!" Di Haoao replied without hesitation.

He could endure anything, but he couldn't bear to lose Long Xinxin.

"For me, it's the same. I can't lose you, Ao."

"I want to marry you. I don't need you to be famous or powerful. I just need you to be there."

"Ao, we've been through so much together. I want to take the next step with you. That's why I'm so eager to marry you."

"Don't you want that too?"

Faced with Long Xinxin's sincerity, Di Haoao was deeply moved. "I do. I really do."

"Once we get back, we'll get married."

"Deal." With this resolve, Di Haoao's eyes grew firm and determined.