Su Luo and Little Yu had put some distance between themselves and the beast, but they were quickly locked onto by the Beast Lord.
Silently, he appeared before Su Luo in an instant.
Su Luo was taken aback. "I didn’t expect you to grace us with your presence."
"You don’t show even a hint of fear upon seeing me. It seems you’re no ordinary person."
The Beast Lord studied Su Luo carefully.
An ordinary human, seemingly young in age.
"No matter how extraordinary I am, surely the Beast Lord himself doesn’t need to personally deal with me. Are your demon beasts running out of people?"
"Just a whim. But now, it seems like the right choice."
"I’m just a minor Void Refiner."
"That’s what I thought too. But deception is a trick I’ve seen too often among humans."
Su Luo’s true strength would reveal itself in battle.
The Beast Lord trusted his keen instincts—years of experience told him Su Luo’s power was indeed at the Void Refinement level.
Yet, a voice deep within warned him not to underestimate his opponent.
So, he wouldn’t take Su Luo lightly.
The Beast Lord raised his hand and hurled an energy sphere straight at Su Luo.
A simple test.
Su Luo casually swatted it away with one hand.
The energy sphere exploded violently behind him, obliterating everything in its wake.
For Su Luo, it was just a probe—but for others, it would have been fatal.
"As I thought, you’re no ordinary foe."
"Don’t overestimate me. I’m really quite weak," Su Luo replied with a helpless smile, yet without a trace of fear.
"Hmph. I’ll be the judge of that."
The Beast Lord’s aura surged, growing more oppressive by the second.
His body brimmed with boundless power, ready to erupt at any moment.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then snapped them open—a cold glint flashing within.
His mere presence whipped up violent winds, sending sand and stones flying.
At the same time, the demon beast horde in the wildlands sensed the change in their lord and let out deafening roars.
Their cries intertwined, forming a soul-shaking sonic wave, as if rallying behind their leader.
The entire wildlands trembled under this overwhelming pressure, the air thick with tension.
Little Yu wisely retreated—this was no longer a battle she could interfere in, and she didn’t want to hold Su Luo back.
Su Luo stood like a lone boat in a storm, dwarfed by the Beast Lord’s overwhelming presence.
Yet, unlike others, he remained completely unaffected.
There was no point in hiding anymore.
If a fight was inevitable, his true strength would be laid bare.
His own aura skyrocketed in response. With a flick of his wrist, the Radiant Shadow Sword materialized in his grasp.
The swirling debris around him was flung away, the winds stilled—creating an eerie calm around him.
Two opposing forces clashed, neither yielding an inch.
But the contrast between them was stark.
The Beast Lord’s side was chaos incarnate—violent, turbulent, and destructive.
Su Luo’s domain, however, was serene, untouched by the turmoil.
Without another word, they lunged at each other.
The Beast Lord’s fists were wreathed in crimson energy, amplifying his brute strength.
Su Luo parried with his sword.
Every clash sent shockwaves of power rippling through the battlefield.
They exchanged blows, yet neither managed to land a decisive hit.
The Beast Lord’s frown deepened with each strike—how could a human match him in raw power?
Both were at the peak of the Great Ascension realm. If Su Luo relied solely on his innate strength, he would be slightly inferior to the Beast Lord.
Even with the system’s enhancements, bridging that gap wasn’t easy.
Demonic beasts held the advantage in physical prowess, especially one as gifted as the Beast Lord.
But Su Luo had one trick up his sleeve—[Your Power, I Accept].
In a contest of strength, as long as his body could endure, he would always prevail.
The Beast Lord remained undeterred.
"Quaking Shatterfist!"
As his fist collided with Su Luo’s blade, a tremor-inducing force traveled through the sword and into Su Luo’s body, threatening to rupture his organs.
"What a troublesome move."
Su Luo took the hit head-on.
Countering it would require immense skill and focus—something the Beast Lord clearly didn’t lack.
So Su Luo activated [Shared Agony].
Half the damage was bearable.
The other half was reflected back at the Beast Lord—effectively turning his own attack against him.
The Beast Lord sensed something amiss. How had Su Luo injured him without even striking?
Some kind of pain-sharing technique, perhaps? No wonder he hadn’t bothered to deflect the Quaking Shatterfist.
The Beast Lord scrutinized Su Luo, trying to uncover the secret behind this exchange.
But he found nothing.
Fine. If it’s mutual destruction you want, then bring it on.
Yet a thought struck him—Su Luo didn’t seem foolish.
He must know that in terms of endurance, the Beast Lord held the advantage.
This was a trap!
Changing tactics, the Beast Lord extended two fingers, aiming to pierce through Su Luo’s defenses.
Each thrust was lethal—block it, and you lived; fail, and you were impaled.
Su Luo refused to take the hits. Even with damage mitigation, being skewered would be unsightly.
This was a rare battle, but there was no need to end up a bloody mess.
His sword danced flawlessly, deflecting every strike while occasionally landing cuts on the Beast Lord.
The Beast Lord’s pinpoint attacks were ineffective.
His earlier technique had at least managed to wound Su Luo.
Frustration gnawed at him—why did it feel like Su Luo anticipated his every move?
No matter how he attacked, nothing seemed to work.
Su Luo’s combat skills, honed through life-and-death battles, gave him an overwhelming edge against opponents of equal strength.
"Oops, my bad!" Su Luo suddenly exclaimed.
His guard slipped, leaving his torso wide open—a golden opportunity.
The Beast Lord’s eyes gleamed. He wouldn’t let this chance slip away.
Clasping his hands together, he swung downward like a blade, aiming to cleave Su Luo in half.
To his surprise, the strike succeeded—but the bisected Su Luo dissolved into mist.
Behind it stood another Su Luo, grinning.
"Just kidding."
With a chuckle, Su Luo thrust his sword forward.
The Beast Lord had only struck a decoy.
Now, it was Su Luo’s turn.
His blade, along with the remnants of the clone, shot toward the Beast Lord.
Unable to dodge in time, the Beast Lord was pierced.
Yet he didn’t flinch. Instead, he asked, "When did you create that clone?"
Even he had been fooled.
"Just now. After seeing your attacks fail so many times, I thought I’d let you land a hit—give you some satisfaction."
"How considerate of you."
Had Su Luo claimed the clone was there from the start, the Beast Lord would’ve been speechless—if even a clone was this troublesome, how could he win?
At least it was a recent creation.
The battle raged on.
The Beast Lord seized Su Luo’s sword, immobilizing it, while his other fist lashed out.
Su Luo channeled his spiritual energy into a single point, then unleashed it through the Radiant Shadow Sword in a devastating wave.
The Beast Lord had already gripped his sword tightly, yet even so, he was sent flying by the impact.
Rising to his feet, the Beast Lord felt his wounds begin to mend.
For him, rapid regeneration was nothing out of the ordinary.
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