"At worst, I’ll just kill him in secret," Nangong Xiyun said nonchalantly.
"It’s better to be cautious. The reputation of the Seven Stars Sword Sect is important too."
Assassinating the Northern End Demon Lord in secret wasn’t foolproof—if exposed, it would badly damage the Seven Stars Sword Sect’s standing.
"In that case, there’s nothing left for me to do. I’ll go into seclusion," Nangong Xiyun said, preparing to leave.
But Li Siyi stopped her. "There’s still a lot to handle. The Seven Stars Sword Sect has a major development plan lately..."
This wasn’t Li Siyi deliberately keeping Nangong Xiyun around. With the Heavenly Demon Sect destroyed, the world had stabilized considerably.
Naturally, the Seven Stars Sword Sect sought to expand its influence further.
Li Siyi didn’t want to shoulder all the work alone, drowning in endless tasks.
Nangong Xiyun frowned. "I’m not good at this sort of thing."
"No arguments. You’ve been gone long enough—it’s time to contribute to the sect."
With no choice, Nangong Xiyun stayed.
......
Meanwhile, Su Luo and the others had returned to Soul Return Valley.
The place was already crowded—some from the City of Villains, others picked up along the way.
Everyone was doing their own thing.
Sometimes, fights broke out over the slightest disagreement.
Though there were overseers, their authority was negligible.
Mainly because they lacked the strength to enforce order.
Su Luo hadn’t assigned them any specific tasks, so they grew restless, itching for trouble.
But when Su Luo returned, their spirits lifted.
"Everyone, we have work to do," Su Luo announced loudly.
"What is it?"
"We’re expanding our new Heavenly Demon Sect."
Their current forces weren’t even half as strong as the original Heavenly Demon Sect’s.
Of course, that excluded Su Luo, Jiang Ningshu, and Little Yu.
With them factored in, they were undoubtedly stronger than before.
Following Su Luo’s orders, the new Heavenly Demon Sect began rallying demonic factions again, amassing greater power.
Whether they were part of sects or rogue cultivators, if they walked the demonic path, they were recruited.
What, you refuse?
Su Luo would introduce them to the Human Flesh Bomb Array.
Those who resisted unto death… simply ceased to exist.
It was that straightforward.
In the original plot, there’d have been endless complications—mainly because Su Luo’s strength wasn’t respected, and no one saw hope in him or acknowledged him as the new Demon Lord.
Back then, Su Luo had to endure countless hardships before finally elevating the new Heavenly Demon Sect’s influence.
But now, with his power unquestionable, dissent wasn’t an option.
However, they avoided the Earthly Fiend Sect—Su Luo knew it belonged to the Right Envoy.
In the original storyline, Lin Xuan would eventually destroy them, but the time hadn’t come yet.
During this process, Su Luo half-expected the system to warn him about derailing the plot.
After all, the Northern End Demon Lord was supposed to die soon, and since Li Siyi had been informed, there was a chance Lin Xuan wouldn’t be the one to kill him.
Strangely, the system remained silent.
Su Luo had mentally prepared himself—if the system issued a warning, he’d see if he could salvage the situation. If not, he’d just let things unfold.
He could live out this life peacefully—it wasn’t a bad one, all things considered.
But since there was no alert, he had to keep moving forward.
As demonic forces gathered, whispers began spreading across the South Continent.
A new Heavenly Demon Sect had risen.
Some panicked, but then they remembered—the original sect’s Four Great Heavenly Demons were reduced to just the Eastern Pole and Western Extremity, and only the Right Envoy remained among the protectors.
Even if they reunited, they couldn’t match the old sect’s might.
Besides, many doubted they’d even manage to regroup properly.
Still, the gathering of demonic cultivators was concerning. Fears arose that they might be plotting another sinister ritual.
So the righteous factions began hunting for the new Heavenly Demon Sect, aiming to crush it before it could grow.
Yet, no matter how hard they searched, they found nothing.
By then, the new Heavenly Demon Sect had completed its latest expansion and returned to Soul Return Valley.
Su Luo set up a massive labyrinth formation there, making entry or exit nearly impossible.
It wasn’t yet time to reveal themselves—what right did a sect of this strength have to act arrogantly?
But keeping everyone idle wasn’t productive either.
Su Luo decided to address them directly.
"I’m glad you’ve all joined us."
No one dared disagree.
"Our goal is simple: kill Lin Xuan!"
The moment Su Luo said this, the crowd froze.
"Wait, that doesn’t make sense. Shouldn’t we aim higher?" someone questioned.
"After killing Lin Xuan, we’ll set the next target," Su Luo replied before continuing.
"For now, focus on cultivation. The new Heavenly Demon Sect isn’t ready to step into the light."
"When your strength grows, that’s when we’ll make the world tremble."
A chorus of half-hearted cheers followed—many were here against their will, but refusing to cheer felt like a death sentence.
Still, someone ventured, "Since the Demon Lord is so powerful, why not lead us now to humble the righteous factions?"
"I'll say it again—I haven't had the Demon God's inheritance for long, and none of you are strong enough yet. Once we’ve consolidated our power, I’ll bring you into the spotlight."
Cheers erupted once more.
But murmurs rose from the crowd.
"I may not be well-read, but I’m pretty sure ‘bringing into the spotlight’ isn’t the right phrase here."
"The Demon Lord’s word is law. Shut it."
"Speaking of which, isn’t the Demon Lord strong enough? He seems ridiculously powerful already."
"Quiet—he’s looking this way."
Silence fell instantly.
Su Luo spoke again, "Any other questions?"
There was one.
"Demon Lord, you’ve gathered so many followers. I’d like to share your burden. My strength is considerable—I wish to serve as your right hand," Feng Chengkai declared.
"Sorry, but I don’t need someone like that. The new Heavenly Demon Sect won’t have titles like Right Envoy, Left Envoy, or Demon Generals."
Then, Su Luo unleashed an overwhelming pressure. "There is only one Demon Lord here—me."
Feng Chengkai resisted the force. "But if you handle everything alone, I fear you’ll exhaust yourself."
He longed for the taste of power—second only to the Demon Lord himself.
With the Heavenly Demon Sect still in its infancy and no established hierarchy, this was the perfect opportunity. Besides, few here could match his strength.
Su Luo remained impassive. "Little Yu, Ningshu."
From behind him, Little Yu and the black-robed Jiang Ningshu stepped forward.
"Defeat them, and you can be my right hand. Otherwise, drop the matter."
With that, Su Luo left, leaving them to it.
His retreating figure carried a clear message:
He’d given them a chance. It was up to them to prove themselves.
They couldn’t.
At first, a few dared to challenge, but Little Yu swiftly crushed them. The strongest here were only at the late-stage Cave Void Realm—well within her capabilities.
Eventually, Jiang Ningshu grew bored and let them attack together.
What followed was a scene straight from hell—with them as part of the nightmare.
Terrifying.
So, Su Luo did have lieutenants—they’d just been there all along.
Feng Chengkai was stunned. He’d known Little Yu and the black-robed figure were strong, but for the two of them to overwhelm so many was beyond belief.
And if they obeyed Su Luo without question…
Just how powerful was he?

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