The Grand Priest seemed to hear something laughable.
"You think you can just decide whether we leave or not?"
"We may not be able to keep you here, but what makes you think you alone can stop us?"
"Ridiculous!"
With a wave of the Grand Priest's hand, the rest of the beast army understood.
They retreated while launching long-range attacks at Su Luo.
Spells of all kinds flew toward Su Luo, bombarding her relentlessly.
This was the combined assault of every beast.
The Grand Priest sneered, confident this would be enough to make Su Luo suffer.
But he also knew these attacks were merely meant to stall her—their actual impact would likely be minimal.
True, they did cause some trouble.
Numbers meant strength, and the beasts were no exception.
But it was just a minor inconvenience. Su Luo didn’t even take these attacks seriously.
With casual swings of her sword, she deflected them effortlessly, even using Tai Chi to redirect some back at the beasts.
Meanwhile, the Grand Priest and his army had already seized the opportunity to put some distance between them.
Once they chose to retreat, they wouldn’t hesitate.
Suddenly, the beasts at the front were sliced into thumb-sized chunks.
And it wasn’t just one—many suffered the same fate.
The common factor? They were all leading the charge.
"Stop!" the Grand Priest roared.
Every beast halted immediately, analyzing the bizarre scene.
The Grand Priest spotted a web of countless threads woven before them.
It was this net that had sliced through the beasts.
If the Grand Priest knew how to set up barriers, why wouldn’t Su Luo?
And hers was even larger than his.
Su Luo decided there was no point hiding it anymore and revealed the net in full.
The beasts realized they had already been trapped inside a massive web, with no exit in any direction.
The Grand Priest frantically attacked the threads.
"Molten Flames!"
But nothing happened—even the fire was severed.
This wasn’t even Su Luo’s doing; the web was inherently difficult to break.
The other beasts refused to wait for death and joined the assault.
Fire, lightning, slashing swords—nothing worked.
By now, Su Luo had dealt with their attacks.
With the beasts focused on the web, they’d stopped targeting her.
"Done already? Then it’s my turn." Su Luo extended her hand, fingers splayed, then clenched into a fist.
The web began contracting.
Some beasts, caught off guard, were diced into pieces.
The rest scrambled back, but soon realized there was no escape—the web was a perfect sphere, shrinking toward Su Luo.
They continued attacking the net while retreating, but it was useless.
Su Luo had fueled this formation with countless treasures and spirit stones.
The cost was steep, but they weren’t getting out.
The Grand Priest’s face darkened. He had to make a choice.
Either break through the web with everything they had, or focus all their power on killing Su Luo.
But the latter seemed far harder.
Just how much force would it take to shatter this web?
In an instant, he made his decision.
"Bloodline Link!"
The beasts channeled their energy into the Grand Priest.
He drew three staffs and began chanting, preparing a spell.
"Shouldn’t we interrupt him?" Nangong Xiyun asked.
The enemy was clearly charging a devastating attack. While she doubted it could threaten Su Luo, she didn’t want her getting hurt.
"It’s fine," Su Luo waved it off.
Nangong Xiyun stayed perched on Su Luo’s back, leaving it to her.
Little Yu also moved to Su Luo’s side—the safest place to be.
The three staffs in the Grand Priest’s hands began glowing as he aimed them at Su Luo’s group.
If this attack broke the web, they’d be too exhausted to escape Su Luo afterward—sitting ducks.
If he targeted Su Luo instead, the odds weren’t great either. If she blocked it, they’d have no chance to flee.
No choice was ideal, so the Grand Priest chose to go all out against Su Luo.
At least they’d die fighting like true beasts.
With the combined might of the entire army, this strike had a chance—however slim—to kill her.
The Grand Priest knew it was just a chance.
Otherwise, he’d have used it sooner.
The three staffs formed a triangle as energy surged violently.
"Tri-Spiral Annihilation!"
From the center of the triangle erupted an overwhelming force—the Grand Priest’s ultimate strike, fueled by every beast’s power!
The devastating energy barreled toward Su Luo.
Unfazed, Su Luo pulled out a shield.
The Grand Priest’s attack slammed into it perfectly.
And the shield didn’t budge.
Gritting his teeth, the Grand Priest poured everything into the assault, but the shield remained unbroken.
Su Luo was lucky he kept attacking—it counted as a single move.
The shield could only block one attack.
Taking this hit head-on would’ve been unnecessary; even with half the damage negated, she’d still get hurt.
Why risk it when she had an invincible shield?
The Grand Priest, unaware, kept pushing.
His strike could’ve shattered the web easily.
Not that it mattered—Su Luo had other ways to wipe them all out.
The Grand Priest was coughing up blood but refused to stop.
The beasts around him were nearly drained dry.
He had no way out. If this failed, they’d all die here.
Yet the shield showed no cracks, no signs of strain.
At first, he’d aimed to kill Su Luo. Now, just breaking the shield would be victory.
If even this couldn’t scratch it, what hope did they have?
But no matter how much power he poured in, nothing changed.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! No shield in this world is this strong!"
The Grand Priest refused to believe it, but the evidence was right before his eyes.
He was breaking.
Even at his limit, he couldn’t leave a mark on the shield.
Exhausted, he collapsed from the sky, utterly spent.
His eyes locked onto Su Luo, filled with bitter resentment.
Su Luo dismissed the shield. "Done? My turn now."
She accelerated the web’s contraction. The beasts, having given all their energy to the Grand Priest, couldn’t resist.
They could only watch as the threads sliced through them.
The physically stronger ones held out a little longer, but not for much.
Some crawled toward Su Luo, thinking the area near her might be safer.
Foolish—it was even deadlier.
Approach, and die.
Little Yu cut them down without hesitation.
The beasts’ spirits were broken. They wanted to fight, but they had no strength left.
The Grand Priest still glared at Su Luo, searing her image into his mind.
One consolation: at least he’d forced her to expend that shield. A troublesome artifact indeed.
If Su Luo knew his thoughts, she’d laugh—the shield was just on cooldown.
With his last ounce of defiance, the Grand Priest spat, "This time, I lost. But next time—you’ll be the one to die!"
"Finished talking?"
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