Why Could He Alone Block All Our Attacks

In the region known as the border between the Northern and Southern Continents, the target had appeared.

The group from the Heavenly Demon Sect had already locked onto the members of the Seven Stars Sword Sect.

In an instant, the Seven Stars Sword Sect members sensed that something was off.

Boom!

Their instincts were correct—attacks began raining down relentlessly.

The Seven Stars Sword Sect responded methodically, showing no signs of panic.

A titled Heavenly Demon took the opportunity to press the attack, charging directly into the midst of the Seven Stars Sword Sect to showcase his strength.

Su Luo had also arrived, though he preferred to stay low-key when surrounded by many people.

The battle was unremarkable in his eyes, nothing worth noting.

However, it was time to act. Su Luo led three titled Heavenly Demons to surround Lin Xuan.

Naturally, Lin Xuan couldn’t hold his ground. Fleeing in disarray, he gradually distanced himself from his comrades.

Lin Xuan alone couldn’t escape the titled Heavenly Demons, but with Elder Yan lending his strength, it wasn’t a problem.

Su Luo and the three titled Heavenly Demons gave chase, only to find that four more titled Heavenly Demons had joined the pursuit.

On the other hand, Lin Xuan’s departure signaled the start of a counterattack.

The Sect Master appeared. He wasn’t supposed to be here—his name wasn’t on the list for the northern expedition, as he needed to guard the Seven Stars Sword Sect to prevent others from taking advantage of their absence.

But Su Luo had learned of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s movements, so there was no need to hold back. He came here to ambush the Heavenly Demon Sect and, incidentally, to see off the disciples of the Seven Stars Sword Sect.

Soon, the titled Heavenly Demons realized something was wrong and immediately scattered to escape.

They felt no shame in fleeing.

In the end, only a small number of titled Heavenly Demons were captured.

It was a failed ambush, proving that the stronger the titled Heavenly Demon, the more adept they were at escaping.

The Sect Master glanced in the direction Lin Xuan had fled but wasn’t overly concerned. Li Siyi had assured him that Su Luo would handle it.

Then, the Sect Master addressed his disciples: “From now on, you will face even more perilous situations than before. Remember to approach every battle with caution...”

The Sect Master rambled on, his words emphasizing one thing: don’t die.

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Su Luo turned to those around him and asked, “Why are you following me?”

Yin Youming retorted, “Following you? We’re just pursuing that kid from the Seven Stars Sword Sect.”

“You seem to have ulterior motives. What, planning to take me out?”

“Don’t overthink it. That’s not our intention.”

“Then let’s go after Lin Xuan.”

Well, what started as four titled Heavenly Demons chasing Lin Xuan had now turned into eight, thanks to Yin Youming’s group. Could Lin Xuan escape this?

However, Su Luo overestimated their patience. Before they could chase for long, Yin Youming and his group couldn’t resist making their move.

An ambush!

Su Luo had anticipated this and dodged perfectly.

Yin Youming now stood before Su Luo, while the three titled Heavenly Demons he had brought surrounded Su Luo.

They were:

Golden-Furred Tiger King Du Ming,

Desert Storm Yuan Sheng,

Thunderbolt Liu Sanshou.

“So, it’s all about me,” Su Luo said dismissively.

“Yes, you’ve been my target from the start,” Yin Youming said bitterly. What greater grudge was there than having one’s lifebound Netherfire stolen?

“Does that mean I’m in for a bad time today?”

“Not just a bad time—death,” Du Ming said with a grin.

“This doesn’t sit well with us,” the three titled Heavenly Demons who had initially been with Su Luo chimed in.

“This isn’t your business. Do me a favor and leave,” Yin Youming told them.

The three exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

They had only joined the chase coincidentally and had no strong ties to Su Luo.

Besides, Yin Youming was a veteran Heavenly Demon, so giving him face wasn’t a problem.

The three left to continue pursuing Lin Xuan.

“Let’s fight, then,” Du Ming was the first to strike.

The humiliation he suffered at the Supreme Pavilion still lingered in his memory.

“Tiger Claw!”

The others didn’t stand idly by.

Liu Sanshou and Yin Youming combined their lightning spells, making them even more powerful.

Yuan Sheng summoned grains of sand, gathering them into a massive sandstorm that threatened to engulf Su Luo.

Su Luo summoned his lifebound Netherfire, using it to repel their attacks with remarkable effectiveness.

This flame was no weakling.

Yin Youming gritted his teeth. “Damn it, always relying on my lifebound Netherfire. Is that all you’ve got?”

Su Luo laughed as if he’d heard a joke. “Are you mistaken? Haven’t you realized? I don’t need your Netherfire to handle you.”

“You’re full of it. Give it back if you dare!”

Su Luo considered pretending to return it, then using the Netherfire to ambush them during the fight. But he decided against it—it wasn’t worth the trouble.

“Trying to provoke me? Not bad. You’ve succeeded.”

Yin Youming had a bad feeling.

With a single hand gesture, Su Luo crushed the lifebound Netherfire, causing it to explode and vanish without a trace.

“Impossible!” Yin Youming spat out a mouthful of blood. This wasn’t an illusion—his lifebound Netherfire was gone, and he had suffered a severe blow.

This wasn’t something that could be destroyed so easily.

Indeed, Su Luo admitted that the flame shouldn’t have been extinguished so effortlessly. Even now, it would take him some time.

But as the [Flame Monarch], he had absolute control over fire.

If he willed it to die, it had no choice but to obey.

Su Luo declared, “Since you’ve shown me such respect, I’ll stop pretending. You’ll stay here forever.”

“Arrogant. Someone even more arrogant than me? You’re only good with fire. We don’t rely on it,” Du Ming said, confident they wouldn’t lose.

“Here I come.” Su Luo drew his sword and swung it down.

The strike was powerful, but Du Ming managed to block it.

“Is that all?”

Yet his arms trembled.

Su Luo prepared to continue, but the others weren’t about to let him act freely.

Yuan Sheng raised his hand, summoning a massive sandstorm that swirled toward Su Luo like a tornado.

Du Ming roared like a tiger, channeling his strength into his fists and delivering a punch: “Taste my Tiger’s Fang!”

Yin Youming, knowing fire was useless against Su Luo, shattered his mask, revealing a half-ghostly face.

He activated a spell, entering a state of being half-human, half-ghost, which significantly boosted his power.

He unleashed a lightning spell, but even in this state, he felt unsatisfied.

His pride lay in his mastery of fire, and without it, he couldn’t unleash his full strength. It was infuriating.

Su Luo dodged their attacks.

But the others were no amateurs—they wouldn’t let him escape so easily.

Liu Sanshou, surrounded by lightning, charged at Su Luo.

Su Luo swung his sword, and even though he was struck by lightning, his ability [Share the Pain] minimized the damage.

The four titled Heavenly Demons launched a full-scale assault on Su Luo.

Yet the more they attacked, the more they realized something terrifying.

How could he alone withstand all of their attacks?!