Oh, really coming

Fearing retaliation, various sects rushed to seek Lin Xuan's help.

Yes, it was Lin Xuan—his reputation had soared by now. Though perhaps not the strongest in raw power, he was undoubtedly the most beloved and trusted by the cultivation community.

Thus, Lin Xuan stepped forward once again.

Of course, he wouldn’t hastily organize another grand alliance of sects—that would be too wasteful and laborious. This cobbled-together coalition of demonic factions was nothing compared to the Heavenly Demon Sect.

This time, Lin Xuan handpicked elite disciples from several sects to form a temporary squad, declaring war against Su Luo's demonic alliance.

"I’ll prove that this demonic coalition is a joke. I will lead the charge to crush them!"

Lin Xuan’s presence alone brought reassurance to many.

His confidence in dismantling the demonic alliance stemmed from a recent breakthrough in his cultivation over the past month.

Moreover, the one leading the opposition was Su Luo.

This was as good as done.

......

The time had come.

Su Luo arrived with his demonic horde, their murderous intent palpable as they prepared to confront Lin Xuan.

On their side, it was a ragtag assembly.

Lin Xuan’s group, however, consisted of nothing but elites.

Yet, being elite didn’t mean they were fearless. With no intelligence on the enemy, uncertainty lingered.

How strong was the demonic alliance? No one knew, but surely it couldn’t be too overwhelming.

Some voiced their concerns.

"Lin Xuan, are we really enough? I’ve heard the demonic alliance has overwhelming numbers this time, with bizarre techniques. I fear we might not hold out—especially against Su Luo. He’s rumored to be terrifyingly strong."

"No need for excessive measures. They won’t make waves this time," Lin Xuan replied, his confidence unshaken.

But his baseless assurance failed to convince the others.

"I’m still uneasy. They say Su Luo has grown ruthlessly brutal. We should be cautious—maybe recruit more allies."

"Right, better safe than sorry. We’ve seen the underhanded tricks of the demonic path too often. Prudence is wise."

"I agree. I’ll go gather reinforcements."

Rather than refute them outright, Lin Xuan proposed a plan.

"Then let’s set traps here. When they arrive, we’ll wipe them out in one fell swoop."

Lin Xuan believed their numbers and strength were sufficient—with traps added to the mix, victory was assured.

"But what if they ignore us? If they wreak havoc elsewhere, our traps will be wasted."

"Exactly. I still think we should gather more people and take the fight to them."

Lin Xuan only said, "Trust me. They’ll come."

The group fell silent, studying Lin Xuan’s expression. He wasn’t joking.

They recalled his past judgments—most had been correct.

"Fine. If you’re this certain, I’ll trust you."

"I’ll trust you too. But if they don’t show in three days, we adjust our strategy."

Lin Xuan smiled. "Deal."

His confidence baffled them, but they chose to believe in him.

Lin Xuan wasn’t privy to any inside information—he simply trusted Su Luo.

Based on past experience, the timing was right. Su Luo would come looking for a fight.

Half a day passed. Lin Xuan’s group had laid countless traps, lying in wait.

A full day later—still no movement.

Staring at the traps, doubt crept in.

"Will they really come?"

"If it were me, I’d never march into this. I’d set an ambush elsewhere."

"Right. Not all in the Heavenly Demon Sect are fools. Staying here this long? Even idiots would suspect something."

"But we’ve seen no scouts. They might not know how long we’ve been here."

"They can deduce it. Surely they’d track enemy movements. If they know and still come, they’re brainless."

As they debated, Lin Xuan remained calm, unbothered.

"Hahahaha! Lin Xuan, you’re surrounded! Come out and die!"

Su Luo made his grand entrance—no, a dark descent. Malevolence dripped from his voice.

The righteous faction fell dead silent.

...He actually came?

Seriously? You knew Lin Xuan was here, yet you charged in without proper intel?

You’re not alone—you’ve got other demonic factions behind you! This reckless?

What about ambushes? Weren’t you demons experts at sneak attacks?

For a moment, the righteous cultivators were speechless.

Their admiration for Lin Xuan deepened. Unbelievable—he predicted even this.

Lin Xuan smirked. Everything was going as planned.

Su Luo didn’t care what they thought. He followed his own script.

Earlier, he’d noticed Lin Xuan’s deviation from the expected battleground, but it wasn’t far off.

So he took the initiative.

At a glance, Su Luo saw through it.

Well played—traps everywhere, cleverly hidden. The demonic alliance was in for a rough time.

But it didn’t matter. Winning wasn’t the goal.

Behind Su Luo, the demonic forces emerged—a sea of bodies.

The righteous side’s earlier optimism vanished. Were they really a match for this?

Lin Xuan stepped forward, sword pointed at Su Luo. "Su Luo, don’t think your demonic alliance lets you act with impunity. This time, you won’t escape. Prepare to die."

"Ridiculous! Our demonic coalition is unstoppable!"

Other demonic cultivators inwardly groaned. Several of their strongest had already been slaughtered by Su Luo—what was there to say?

If not for his overwhelming power, none would’ve followed him here.

Su Luo waved his hand. "Attack!"

The demonic horde surged toward Lin Xuan’s group.

They had no choice. Defying Su Luo meant instant death—better to risk the battle and flee when possible.

"Charge!" The demonic forces roared, compelled by Su Luo’s command.

Then—BOOM! The ground erupted.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A storm of razor-sharp daggers flew from all directions.

Spells materialized mid-air, raining down another wave of attacks.

"Ah!"

"Traps!"

"Treacherous righteous scum! Fight us fairly!"

Before even reaching Lin Xuan’s group, the demonic alliance was in disarray, some already dead.

"Keep advancing! Can’t you see how few they are?"

Su Luo ignored their casualties. The sooner this ended, the better.

Under crushing pressure, the demonic forces pressed on.

Better to face the traps than Su Luo’s wrath—the former might not kill them.

The righteous cultivators were stunned.

Lin Xuan, you were right. We never should’ve doubted you.

These demons are absolute morons.