Departure

The Right Envoy finally took Su Luo's words seriously.

But if he just ran away, wouldn't he lose all face?

At this thought, the Right Envoy fled without hesitation.

He had already embraced the demonic path—what did he care about face?

It was just that he never expected Su Luo to be this strong.

This Su Luo was downright sinister.

"Escape!"

In an instant, the Right Envoy vanished from his spot, already far away.

Yet the next second, Su Luo appeared before him, gripping his face with one hand.

With a flick, Su Luo hurled him back, slamming him into the exact spot he had fled from.

The impact made the Right Envoy cough up blood, his body suffering another devastating blow.

He wanted to endure the pain and keep running, but his body wouldn’t allow it.

"Recover! Recover!"

He hastily healed himself and then pulled out a treasure to aid his escape.

But the moment he took it out, Su Luo’s spectral hand crushed it into dust.

The Right Envoy tried every means to flee.

Yet nothing worked—instead, Su Luo pummeled him relentlessly.

Until he lay motionless.

"I surrender! I surrender! What do you want from me?"

The Right Envoy trembled as he spoke. In his heart, he hadn’t truly surrendered, but empty words cost him nothing.

He still refused to acknowledge Su Luo, even if the latter was overwhelmingly powerful.

"From now on, when you see me, address me respectfully as 'Demon Lord.'"

With that, Su Luo turned and left.

This move left everyone baffled—was it really over just like that?

They couldn’t make sense of it.

The Right Envoy was equally confused. Why had Su Luo let him go so easily?

Hadn’t he been trying to recruit him into the new Heavenly Demon Sect? Why drop it now?

But then—BOOM!

Another crushing blow struck the Right Envoy.

Not fatal, but close.

Su Luo had already departed.

Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi watched the Right Envoy’s fate and gulped, feeling a twinge of fear toward Su Luo.

He was just too strong.

Yet at the same time, they felt reassured. With such a formidable Demon Lord, they could act with confidence.

They quickly followed Su Luo.

Meanwhile, the West Extreme Demon Lord remained in the shadows, barely showing himself the entire time.

The Right Envoy, dragging his broken body, asked, "Why didn’t you intervene earlier?"

The West Extreme Demon Lord replied, "I thought you could handle it."

"But you saw I was no match for him."

"If you couldn’t deal with him, I certainly couldn’t. Besides, he didn’t seem interested in me."

The West Extreme Demon Lord’s reasoning made sense, but the Right Envoy still retorted, "You’re still a member of the Earthly Fiend Sect."

"True. I’ll go find him now."

The Right Envoy fell silent. He knew the West Extreme Demon Lord was just humoring him—there was no way he’d actually confront Su Luo.

If even he couldn’t defeat Su Luo, the West Extreme Demon Lord stood no chance.

"Fine. Go clean up this mess."

Now, the only one left standing in the Earthly Fiend Sect was the West Extreme Demon Lord.

With the destruction Su Luo had wrought, someone had to deal with the aftermath.

As Su Luo walked back with Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi, they hadn’t gone far when they encountered Little Yu.

"Why are you here?"

"I came to meet you."

Truthfully, Little Yu had just wanted to see Su Luo—she had nothing better to do.

"Wait a moment."

Su Luo turned to Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi. "You two, spread word of today’s battle far and wide. Make it as grand and exaggerated as possible. Understood?"

"Understood!"

They quickly left. No embellishment was needed—the truth alone was staggering.

A single man had overturned the entire Earthly Fiend Sect, leaving the Right Envoy powerless to fight back.

Just thinking about it filled Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi with motivation, and they hurried off.

"Let’s go."

Little Yu nodded. She really had no other business—she’d just come to find Su Luo.

The two chatted idly as they walked, their pace leisurely now that the chaos was behind them.

With the Locked Demon Tower incident and the Earthly Fiend Sect’s defeat, the new Heavenly Demon Sect had officially announced its presence to the world.

Though in the eyes of the world, it still paled in comparison to the original Heavenly Demon Sect.

Just as Su Luo and Little Yu were laughing and talking, they stumbled upon a battle—though it wasn’t theirs.

A group of cultivators was fighting a demon beast.

"Senior Brother, we should run! We can’t win!"

"Junior Sister, I’d love to, but there’s no opening!"

The demon beast had them surrounded. Judging by their robes and techniques, they were disciples of the Radiant Light Sect, likely out for training. Their strength was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and they were in dire straits.

Little Yu casually swung her sword, resolving the situation in an instant, then continued walking with Su Luo.

The rescued disciples stood dumbfounded.

They quickly gathered their wits and tried to thank their savior, but Little Yu was already gone.

Still, they recognized her. "That was Little Yu!"

"Ah? Senior Brother, you know her?"

"She’s the right hand of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s Demon Lord!"

Their voices dropped to a whisper.

"But… why did she save us?"

"...No idea."

Little Yu was long gone, and even if she weren’t, she wouldn’t have explained.

She followed Su Luo’s example—no justifications, no matter what others thought.

Su Luo teased her, "You know, what you just did wasn’t very 'Heavenly Demon Sect' of you."

"Shouldn’t I have saved them?" Little Yu looked genuinely puzzled.

"Not at all. If you wanted to save them, then you did right."

Su Luo knew Little Yu was far kinder than he was.

Most of the time, she acted on her own instincts—unless it involved Su Luo, in which case she deferred to him.

Compared to a demonic cultivator, Little Yu seemed more like a righteous one.

Su Luo said, "Little Yu, the Heavenly Demon Sect is about to make its move. How do you feel about that?"

"What is there to feel?" Little Yu didn’t understand his meaning.

"Before, we were just insignificant members of the Heavenly Demon Sect. But now, we’re its leaders. Everything the sect does will be tied to us."

Yes—from mere followers to leaders. Their status had changed, and so had their responsibilities.

"So?" Little Yu still didn’t grasp what Su Luo was getting at.

Hadn’t they known this all along?

"I’m worried about you."

There was no online backlash here, but rumors and judgments would still spread.

"I don’t care."

Su Luo knew she’d said this many times, but her experience was limited. Who knew how she’d truly react when the time came?

So he kept bringing it up, preparing her mentally.

"If you ever regret it, there’s still a way out."

"Huh? There’s a way out?"

"The Demon Lord is me, not you. When the time comes, you can pull an 'East Extreme Demon Lord' and betray me. The Seven Star Sword Sect Leader will help you."

"And what about you, Su Luo?"

"I can’t wash my hands clean. I’ll probably carry this infamy for life."

Su Luo had long stopped caring. If he returned to reality, it wouldn’t matter.

And even if he didn’t, with his current strength—

Well, at this point, he’d only worry if his enemies weren’t brutal enough.

"If you won’t clear your name, then neither will I. I’ll stay by your side, always."