Su Luo's current doppelganger was too fake—aside from Lin Xuan, one or two others had also recognized the real body.
If the Left Envoy could be defeated so easily, that would be far too unbelievable.
"My strength goes beyond this."
Left with no choice, Su Luo had to employ other techniques to buy some time.
The Left Envoy waved his hand, summoning a rain of dark droplets from the sky.
The rain clung to them, corrosive but not overwhelmingly powerful—its true threat lay in its vast coverage.
Then, he unleashed several infamous techniques of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Great Demon Evil King's Hand!
Falling Heaven Meteor Crush!
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The others were stunned by the Left Envoy's strength—how could he be this powerful?
With such devastating techniques at play, they no longer paid attention to the flaws in the doppelganger.
Perhaps using such formidable moves had caused the imperfections in the first place.
But the Seven Stars Sword Sect had numbers on their side—there was no need to fear the Left Envoy too much.
And the Left Envoy was merely a cornered beast, fighting desperately.
As the Left Envoy's stamina waned and his injuries piled up, Lin Xuan, who had initially stayed on the fringes as support, gradually moved closer to the frontlines.
Now that the Left Envoy was severely wounded, Lin Xuan stepped forward to engage him directly.
Though it might seem like he was trying to steal the final blow, the others were also injured by the Left Envoy, making Lin Xuan's actions justifiable.
Besides, the mere fact that Lin Xuan dared to face the Left Envoy head-on was commendable.
Seeing that the time was right, Su Luo decided to drop the act.
Every second wasted was a second too many.
"Hahaha! Did you really think this was the end of me? How naïve. I’ll make sure you all regret this!"
The Left Envoy erupted once more, his demonic energy forcing everyone back.
At the same time, he spat a mouthful of black blood onto the ground, forming a sinister pattern.
A dark glow flashed across the earth as an ominous aura rose from the ruins of the shattered room.
Li Hongtao sensed something terribly wrong. "You... what are you trying to do?!"
The Left Envoy's face twisted with madness. "Descend, O Avatar of the Demon God!"
The Left Envoy split into multiple doppelgangers again, but this time, they swiftly merged into a colossal figure.
Then, a mass of black substance shot out from the room and fused into the gigantic form.
The massive body began to take shape—twisted and grotesque, with burning flames for eyes and sharp horns.
A pair of enormous wings sprouted from its back, stretching wide enough to blot out the sky.
This was the Left Envoy’s final trump card—the Avatar of the Demon God.
Using his own doppelgangers as a medium and the corpse of the South End Demon Lord as a sacrifice, he had summoned an ancient demonic deity.
Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a true Demon God, but rather the remnant soul of a being sealed away in some forgotten realm, now called forth by the Left Envoy.
The crowd trembled as they gazed upon the Avatar. Just looking at it filled them with an instinctive dread.
Why did something like this have to appear now?
Despair crept in—after fighting so hard and nearly winning, this monstrosity had emerged.
The Left Envoy reveled in their expressions. The tables had turned.
"Didn’t expect this, did you? It’s you who will die here today!"
He laughed maniacally.
But then, the massive Avatar reached out and seized the Left Envoy in its grasp.
"What are you doing?! Your enemies are them!" the Left Envoy snarled in protest.
The Avatar paid him no heed, lifting him higher.
The Left Envoy struggled violently, but it was futile—he couldn’t break free.
"Stop this! Release me! I’m the one who summoned you—you cannot defy me!"
No matter how much he screamed, the Avatar ignored him.
Finally, the Avatar opened its maw and swallowed the Left Envoy whole.
The sight left everyone stunned.
But now wasn’t the time for shock—the Avatar, still unsatisfied, turned its attention to the others.
They banded together to fight the so-called Avatar of the Demon God.
Yet progress was slow. Despite its massive size, its defenses were formidable, rendering most attacks ineffective.
Worse, the Avatar felt no pain, striking without hesitation or pause.
"North End Demon Lord, what’s going on here?"
"I don’t know. The Left Envoy said this was his final move."
The North End Demon Lord could only sigh. It seemed everyone had their own hidden trump cards—this was one he’d never seen the Left Envoy use before.
"We need to finish this quickly. He’s even tougher than the Left Envoy."
The group launched a coordinated assault on the Avatar.
Fortunately, its sheer size allowed even the weaker fighters to land hits.
Every bit of damage counted.
Seizing an opportunity, Su Luo slipped away from the Avatar’s grasp and left the battlefield entirely.
In the original plot, the Left Envoy had indeed been devoured by the Avatar, vanishing into its depths.
Soon, Su Luo stood atop a distant hill, watching as the group continued their battle.
Though the fight was grueling at first, they eventually adapted and learned how to counter the Avatar.
After all, this wasn’t a true Demon God—just a flawed imitation.
Su Luo departed without further concern. Lin Xuan would play a pivotal role in the final moments—handling the Avatar wouldn’t be an issue for him.
Now, Su Luo needed to find Little Yu and Nangong Xiyun.
This chapter of events had concluded, and Su Luo no longer needed to play the role of the Left Envoy.
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The Avatar remained formidable, but it was still just one entity against many skilled fighters.
In the end, Lin Xuan pinpointed its weakness and shattered its core with a decisive strike.
The massive Avatar began to dissolve like liquid, eventually collapsing into a lifeless puddle.
Strangely, the Left Envoy’s body was nowhere to be found. Most assumed he had perished.
With this, the Heavenly Demon Sect was effectively finished.
A few members managed to escape, but their numbers were too insignificant to matter.
The results weren’t entirely satisfying—the East Extreme Demon Lord, West Extreme Demon Lord, and Right Envoy had all fled. It would’ve been better if at least two more had been captured.
But even so, propaganda was necessary.
"The Seven Stars Sword Sect has annihilated the Heavenly Demon Sect!"
News of their victory spread rapidly across the cultivation world.
Most rejoiced—the Heavenly Demon Sect had long deserved destruction.
The Seven Stars Sword Sect’s reputation soared, and Lin Xuan’s fame grew alongside it, his performance once again shining brightly.
Another notable development was the redemption of the North End Demon Lord—Li Bei—who was reinstated as a elder of the Emperor Heaven Sect.
Tales of his undercover exploits circulated, praising him for infiltrating the enemy ranks and relaying critical intelligence.
His contributions to the Heavenly Demon Sect’s downfall were also celebrated.
The Emperor Heaven Sect rewarded him accordingly.
Li Bei accepted the honors graciously, though deep down, he feared exposure—the truth was, he had once wholeheartedly served the Heavenly Demon Sect.
But with most of those who knew the truth dead, he doubted the secret would ever come to light.
Probably.
The fall of the Heavenly Demon Sect sent ripples throughout the land.
The Right Envoy and West Extreme Demon Lord safely returned to the Earthly Fiend Sect.
"Welcome back, Sect Master."
The Right Envoy took his seat upon the Earthly Fiend Sect’s throne.
The West Extreme Demon Lord remarked, "I never imagined you were the Earthly Fiend Sect’s true leader."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
