Earthly Fiend Sect.
Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi were both knocked to the ground.
"Did your Demon Lord never teach you to respect your elders?"
The Right Envoy hadn’t expected Su Luo to send people to cause trouble at his place.
Did they really think forming a new Heavenly Demon Sect made them something special?
Without even a single Great Ascension cultivator among them, they were practically an embarrassment to the name.
The Right Envoy looked down on them completely.
"We came here with a sincere invitation. You ungrateful old fool."
Lei Shi was defiant, convinced that Su Luo’s strength would soar rapidly.
The Demon God Scripture had given him confidence—he believed Su Luo, having inherited the Demon God’s legacy, must be even stronger now.
The Right Envoy couldn’t be bothered with these small fries. He had initially considered just disposing of them.
But after some thought, he realized there was no need to provoke the new Heavenly Demon Sect at this moment.
Though he didn’t care about the new Heavenly Demon Sect’s fate, the current situation was increasingly harsh for demonic factions.
If the new Heavenly Demon Sect fell, his Earthly Fiend Sect would be next.
The Right Envoy was ready to compromise, but the more he thought about backing down, the more indignant he felt. Why should he hold back? So what if he lost the Earthly Fiend Sect?
But the Right Envoy was past the age of wandering the world. While the Earthly Fiend Sect wasn’t the most important thing, it was still his life’s work.
In the end, he swallowed his anger.
And sighed to himself: "I’ve sacrificed so much for the Earthly Fiend Sect."
The Right Envoy sent a message to Su Luo, telling him to come retrieve his men.
At the same time, he wanted to see for himself what had emboldened Su Luo to act so arrogantly.
......
At this moment, Su Luo had already regrouped with his forces, waiting for the Water Ape King’s performance.
Just then, the Right Envoy’s message arrived, inviting Su Luo to come in person for a discussion.
"Alright, I’ll take my leave for now." Su Luo prepared to go retrieve his men.
"Are you sure you don’t want us to accompany you? With two experts by your side, a minor Earthly Fiend Sect is nothing to worry about." Nangong Xiyun wanted to go with him.
"Let’s not. I’m afraid you’d end up dismantling the Earthly Fiend Sect."
"The Right Envoy..." Jiang Ningshu no longer held any regard for him, though she still wanted him dead.
"Don’t worry, I’ll teach him a lesson for you. His death isn’t far off," Su Luo said to Jiang Ningshu.
That was Lin Xuan’s reputation farm—best to leave it for him.
"Then I’ll leave it to you." Jiang Ningshu replied indifferently.
Su Luo departed. It wouldn’t take long—just retrieving two people.
......
While the Right Envoy waited, the West Extreme Demon Lord arrived.
He was surprised to see Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi still alive.
"Why keep them around?"
For troublemakers like this, killing them outright would suffice.
"I’m making Su Luo come retrieve them himself."
"Hey, hey, hey—since when did you become so magnanimous? These two were utterly disrespectful in our sect."
They had the audacity to demand the Earthly Fiend Sect merge into the new Heavenly Demon Sect, even saying they shouldn’t push their luck.
The sheer audacity! Did they not realize how weak their new Heavenly Demon Sect was?
"I have my reasons."
Despite being beaten black and blue, Feng Chengkai still had the nerve to sneer: "You’d better let us go now. When our Demon Lord arrives—hmph..."
The Right Envoy wasn’t provoked. He merely chuckled. "Do you not know? When I was in the Heavenly Demon Sect, Su Luo was still a greenhorn."
"Times have changed. Our Demon Lord will become the strongest in history!" Lei Shi declared firmly.
"Such grand words. Let’s hope he actually dares to show up," the West Extreme Demon Lord taunted with a smirk.
At that moment, the door swung open.
"I’m here." Su Luo had arrived.
The Right Envoy and the West Extreme Demon Lord were stunned.
They hadn’t expected him to come so quickly.
The Right Envoy frowned. The speed wasn’t the issue—it was how he had entered so effortlessly.
Without his permission, no one should have been able to just waltz in.
"How did you get here?" the Right Envoy demanded.
"I know what you’re wondering. I knocked out all your men outside. Don’t worry—none of them are dead."
With a thought, the Right Envoy surveyed the situation outside.
Chaos. His Earthly Fiend Sect disciples were scattered, beaten into submission.
No deaths, but this was undeniably a provocation.
"Su Luo, it’s been a while. But you’ve gone too far."
The Right Envoy’s aura surged, pressing down on Su Luo.
At this moment, Su Luo’s displayed cultivation was only at the Void Refinement Perfection stage—not yet Great Ascension.
The Right Envoy, however, was a Great Ascension cultivator.
He was confident he could crush Su Luo effortlessly.
But Su Luo paid him no mind, simply undoing the restraints on Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi.
"Can you walk?"
"No problem." With Su Luo here, they grew even bolder.
The Right Envoy had had enough. "Poison!"
He activated a verbal decree spell, changing his mind—Su Luo wouldn’t leave so easily.
At the very least, he’d beat Su Luo half to death before tossing him out.
This "poison" decree wasn’t ordinary. Even someone of Su Luo’s level would be affected.
First, the body would numb. Then, pain would spread everywhere. Finally, parts of the body would begin to rot.
The only way to resist was to expend spiritual energy—but that would inevitably split his focus.
Yet the Right Envoy was certain the poison would take hold quickly, given Su Luo’s inferior strength.
But it had no effect. Su Luo’s true cultivation was at the Tribulation Transcendence stage—such a feeble decree meant nothing to him.
Seeing Su Luo remain completely unfazed, the Right Envoy grew impatient and struck again.
"Fire!"
The fewer the words, the greater the power.
In an instant, flames engulfed Su Luo, blazing furiously.
This was no ordinary fire—it was near-origin flame, capable of burning all things, even searing the soul.
The West Extreme Demon Lord had already taken a few steps back, chuckling. "You’re really angry now."
"Hmph. I’m just teaching him to respect his elders."
But how could Su Luo be harmed? No matter what kind of fire it was, flames could never touch him.
Su Luo walked out of the inferno unscathed.
"You call yourself an elder? Back then, you abandoned the Heavenly Demon Sect without a word. How shameless."
Had the Right Envoy and the West Extreme Demon Lord not left, the Seven Stars Sword Sect might still have won—but not so easily.
"Wind, Fire, Lightning!"
The Right Envoy continued his assault, still not sensing anything amiss. He merely thought, "So this is the power of the Demon God’s legacy. Not bad."
But alas, his own strength was ultimately superior.
Such was the confidence of a Great Ascension cultivator.
Yet Su Luo strode through the barrage of spells, closing the distance in an instant—and punched the Right Envoy square in the face.
The Right Envoy instinctively tried to dodge, but Su Luo’s fist was faster than his reflexes.
A single blow sent him crashing to the ground.
"Now, I’ll give you time to run. If you can escape me, I’ll spare you."
The Right Envoy lay on the ground, utterly dumbfounded.
These were the exact words he had planned to say to Su Luo.
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