Even though Su Luo was bizarre, the East Extreme Demon Lord never once believed he would lose.
How could a mighty Great Ascension cultivator possibly lose to some young upstart?
If that were the case, why even cultivate immortality? It would be utterly humiliating—he’d die with regrets.
The East Extreme Demon Lord’s fists rained down like a storm, each strike carrying terrifying force, as if capable of tearing through the void itself, sending violent tremors through the surrounding space.
As the battle raged on, the East Extreme Demon Lord’s fighting spirit burned fiercer. His eyes gleamed with fanaticism, his entire body radiating boundless killing intent.
Right now, all he wanted was to beat Su Luo to death.
And Su Luo felt the same way.
Things had escalated to this point—there was no peaceful resolution anymore.
Suddenly, the East Extreme Demon Lord spoke, "You know, just moments ago, the Left Envoy declared his ambition to become the Demon Sovereign. Had I known you had such potential, I would’ve recommended you instead."
"What’s this? Trying to back out now?"
"Don’t be ridiculous. I’m just glad I can kill you before you rise to prominence."
"Ever considered the possibility that you can’t kill me?"
"Ridiculous."
But the East Extreme Demon Lord couldn’t laugh. He could clearly feel his injuries piling up.
Still, he remained convinced that Su Luo would be the first to fall.
Su Luo’s sword slashed relentlessly at the East Extreme Demon Lord, while the demon lord’s fists struck back just as fiercely.
Both sides abandoned defense, pouring everything into offense.
It wasn’t a rational way to fight, but sometimes battles devolved into contests of pride—whoever flinched first was a coward.
Inside the formation, Little Yu watched anxiously, but a fight of this level was beyond her—she’d only get in the way.
Yun remained silent, her expression unreadable in the darkness.
After an extended exchange of blows—
Su Luo swung his sword, the East Extreme Demon Lord countered with a punch.
They should’ve been able to keep trading attacks, but the demon lord’s movements suddenly faltered—his strength gave out, forcing him to stop.
Su Luo didn’t care about his opponent’s condition. He didn’t pause for even a second.
In an instant, the East Extreme Demon Lord was engulfed in a tempest of sword strikes.
Ignoring his wounds, he could only think one thing:
I’m the one who reached my limit first?
I lost in a battle of attrition?
Unacceptable!
"AAAAARGH!"
With a furious roar, he unleashed a surge of demonic energy, violently repelling everything around him.
Even Su Luo was forced back.
"Su Luo, was it? You’ve earned the right to be remembered." The East Extreme Demon Lord steadied his breathing.
Su Luo used the moment to catch his breath as well.
The real battle was just beginning.
Without hesitation, the East Extreme Demon Lord plunged a hand into his own chest, as if feeling no pain at all.
Then, with a vicious squeeze of his heart, a sinister and overwhelming demonic energy erupted from within, rapidly enveloping his entire body.
Empowered by this dark force, his cultivation skyrocketed at an alarming rate.
In the blink of an eye, he shattered the limits of his previous realm, ascending to the mid-stage of Great Ascension!
The entire labyrinth trembled violently, cracks spreading across the walls.
"Behold 150% of my power—let me show you despair!"
"Still not quite despairing yet." Su Luo unleashed his own spiritual energy, though it paled in comparison. "I’ve got my own trump card. Let’s see whose final strike is stronger."
"Fine. But you won’t live to see the result—you’ll be gone in an instant."
"One move to decide it all."
Both sides prepared their ultimate attacks. Su Luo had no intention of striking first.
The East Extreme Demon Lord sneered, "If you won’t come, then I will."
He didn’t want to wait—something about Su Luo’s calm unnerved him. Delaying any further might be disadvantageous.
With a thunderous roar, he threw a punch, gathering all his demonic energy into a single, devastating strike.
A ranged attack?
Su Luo sighed inwardly. If only he’d come closer.
Without hesitation, Su Luo raised a small shield.
Great Ascension cultivators can rely on sheer power to crush their foes. But as a mere Cave Void cultivator, I have to think outside the box.
The shield effortlessly blocked the East Extreme Demon Lord’s attack.
Then, in a flash, Su Luo lunged forward, his sword aimed at the demon lord’s throat.
He had expected a brief opening after such a powerful strike—but instead, a swirling barrier of demonic energy formed instantly, deflecting his blade.
"Hah! Did you really think I wouldn’t be prepared?"
"Yet you still got hurt."
The East Extreme Demon Lord fell silent. Indeed, Su Luo’s strike had pierced through slightly.
It made no sense—Su Luo had blocked his full-powered attack flawlessly, yet he couldn’t do the same.
Was Su Luo actually stronger than him?
He refused to accept it.
With a furious roar, the East Extreme Demon Lord charged again.
Though his earlier attack had drained much of his energy, he was still a mid-stage Great Ascension cultivator—he wouldn’t exhaust so easily.
Su Luo’s fighting spirit burned just as fiercely. He met the demon lord head-on.
But this time, the East Extreme Demon Lord’s fists carried even greater weight. The gap in cultivation wasn’t something willpower alone could bridge.
Seeing Su Luo struggle, the demon lord grew arrogant. "So calm earlier, weren’t you? Now you realize you’re going to die?"
Yet even in this dire situation, Su Luo remained composed. He’d faced death countless times before.
His mind was clear, his focus unshaken—his eyes saw only the demon lord’s demise.
The calmer Su Luo was, the more it infuriated the East Extreme Demon Lord.
"Who the hell do you think you are, acting so high and mighty?!"
A single punch sent Su Luo flying. "Damn you!"
He knew Su Luo wasn’t dead yet. He strode forward, ready to finish him—but then froze.
Su Luo stood up.
And his aura had changed.
For the first time, the East Extreme Demon Lord felt fear. He thought he must be mistaken.
Why would I fear some nobody? If it were the Left or Right Envoy, or the former Demon Sovereign, that would make sense. But this?
Yet even his fists, his pride and joy, trembled instinctively. He had no choice but to watch Su Luo warily, anticipating his next move.
Su Luo planted his sword into the ground, wiping blood from his lips.
I didn’t want to use this… but to kill him, I have no choice.
Su Luo’s ultimate life-forging technique—[Life to Death].
Not a gift from any system, but a move he’d developed himself through countless near-death battles.
It allowed him to burn his lifespan freely, with near-perfect efficiency. The power gained was perfectly compatible with his body, leaving no side effects—at least while the battle lasted.
"When it comes to life-forging techniques, I, Su Luo, won’t lose to anyone."
Just as he prepared to activate it—
A monstrous sword qi tore through the air, slashing toward the East Extreme Demon Lord.
The demon lord blocked with a punch, yet still staggered back. The sheer force was undeniable.
"Another expert?!"
Cold sweat drenched the East Extreme Demon Lord’s back. Su Luo alone had been trouble enough—another one spelled disaster.
And how had he not sensed this person earlier?
Su Luo, too, was puzzled.
Who was that?
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