One after another, members of the Heavenly Demon Sect collapsed from exhaustion, their strength uneven and inconsistent.
Lin Xuan also began to feel a faint sense of weakness creeping in, but he refused to give up.
By now, only the strongest of the Heavenly Demon Sect remained standing against him—Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi were still holding on.
They fought with everything they had.
At this point, victory was far from certain for either side.
Given the current situation, subduing Lin Xuan seemed like an achievable goal, and the Heavenly Demon Sect was brimming with confidence.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath, his demeanor calm despite his growing fatigue. He wasn’t ready to fall just yet.
His gaze shifted to Su Luo.
Su Luo hadn’t even made a move so far—this was the real challenge. Lin Xuan couldn’t afford to collapse now.
If he couldn’t even force Su Luo to act, it would be utterly humiliating.
Lin Xuan’s heart pounded fiercely as spiritual energy surged from his feet, rising like a tempest.
A violent gale erupted around him.
With another explosive burst of power, the entire secret realm trembled.
The Heavenly Demon Sect’s confidence shattered—any hope they had was nothing but an illusion.
“What kind of monster is he?!”
“How is he still standing? Does he have no limits?”
“Is there no one else to help us?”
Even if reinforcements arrived, they would only aid Lin Xuan. From the very beginning, the Heavenly Demon Sect had never underestimated him—they had thrown everything they had at him.
Only one person remained idle.
The sect members turned their desperate gazes toward Su Luo, pinning their last hopes on him.
Su Luo, sensing the moment had come, decided it was time to act. If he waited any longer, Lin Xuan might just wipe out the entire Heavenly Demon Sect.
Su Luo moved.
In an instant, he appeared right in front of Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan, still in his heightened state, reacted instinctively, striking out at Su Luo without hesitation.
In that split second, Lin Xuan sensed danger—his instincts drove him to attack.
But Su Luo’s movements were fluid. With a spinning kick, he dodged Lin Xuan’s punch and sent him flying with a single blow.
The battlefield fell silent.
“The Demon Lord!”
“The Demon Lord! The Demon Lord!”
Someone’s shout ignited the crowd, and soon the sect members roared in unison.
Su Luo’s intervention sent the Heavenly Demon Sect into a frenzy. With their leader now in the fight, victory was assured.
Lin Xuan picked himself up, his eyes locked onto Su Luo.
Finally, he had made his move.
Rather than fear, Lin Xuan felt excitement. If he couldn’t even push Su Luo to act, it would have been a disgrace.
Truthfully, he had no idea what Su Luo was planning this time.
He wasn’t Li Siyi—he didn’t understand Su Luo as deeply as she did.
But he knew one thing: Su Luo would never harm him.
That much, he had learned from their journey together.
Lin Xuan even wondered if Su Luo might throw the fight on purpose again.
Would that even be acceptable to the Heavenly Demon Sect?
But before he could dwell on it, Su Luo’s Void Hands came crashing down.
In an instant, ten, a hundred, a thousand Void Hands materialized.
Lin Xuan dodged frantically, blocking those he couldn’t evade.
Each Void Hand carried the force of an ordinary attack from a Void Refinement cultivator—Su Luo’s current level.
Their true threat lay in their sheer numbers, and Su Luo expended no energy summoning them.
No matter how formidable Lin Xuan was as a Mahayana cultivator, he couldn’t withstand such an onslaught—especially after being worn down earlier.
The result? He was pummeled relentlessly.
Without Su Luo’s orders, the Heavenly Demon Sect members stopped fighting and simply watched the spectacle.
“It’s over. Lin Xuan is done for.”
“Yeah, the Demon Lord is just on another level.”
But one reckless voice muttered, “Isn’t this a bit unfair? Using us to wear him down and then swooping in for the kill?”
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in the tone, though the words were barely audible.
“A win’s a win. And without the Demon Lord’s leadership, we’d have been wiped out long ago.”
“True.”
Even if Su Luo’s last-minute intervention seemed beneath his status as the Demon Lord, no one dared complain further.
Lin Xuan barely survived the first wave of Void Hands. If Su Luo hadn’t stopped, they would have swallowed him whole.
He staggered back to his feet, weaker than before.
But his mind raced—what was Su Luo trying to convey?
Hands? So many hands? What did this attack signify? Su Luo had never used such a method against him before.
Think fast. There had to be a hidden message.
Yet, no answer came to him. So he decided to ask outright: “Are you trying to defeat me?”
Lin Xuan’s question stemmed from their past encounters, where Su Luo would often yield quickly.
But this time, Su Luo was fighting seriously. Was he expecting Lin Xuan to lose to him just once?
Lin Xuan considered the possibility—maybe Su Luo was using him as part of some scheme to lure and trap the demonic factions.
The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Su Luo found the question baffling. Had Lin Xuan lost his mind from the beating?
Shouldn’t he be declaring something like, “I’ll never lose!” instead of asking whether Su Luo intended to defeat him?
“Hmph! Show me your true strength! Unless I crush you completely, my heart will never know peace! Today marks your end!”
Su Luo wore an expression of long-held hatred.
Now it was Lin Xuan’s turn to be confused. Wait, so he wasn’t supposed to lose on purpose?
Lin Xuan had finally felt like he could understand Su Luo, but now he was back to square one.
Since that was the case, he decided to stop overthinking and give it his all.
"Alright, I hope you take this move seriously—it's my strongest strike."
Lin Xuan took a step forward, raised his hands, and wore an extremely solemn expression.
"Heh, come at me then. I'm not the same person I used to be."
Su Luo also began to unleash his power—though it was mostly just for show. After all, Su Luo could easily overpower Lin Xuan in his current state, so why bother going all out?
Watching Su Luo's serious expression, Lin Xuan's thoughts drifted to the past.
From a long time ago, Lin Xuan had been chasing after Su Luo.
Though he had won more often, Lin Xuan knew that Su Luo simply couldn’t be bothered to fight him seriously.
No matter how hard he tried to catch up, Su Luo always seemed to break through to a higher realm first.
As a genius, Lin Xuan naturally wanted to defeat Su Luo—even just once.
Just once, so he could proudly say to Su Luo, "I'm not so bad either."
Explode! Explode! Explode again!
Spiritual energy raged wildly.
Even now, Lin Xuan could still unleash such an outburst.
The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect watching nearby couldn’t help but feel a tinge of despair—this guy was truly monstrous.
"This move… I saved it just for you."
Lin Xuan began to execute his ultimate technique.
Su Luo observed Lin Xuan’s opening stance, slightly puzzled.
A new move?
Seemed like it.
He knew Lin Xuan well, but this technique was something he had never seen before.
There were still some deviations from the original plot, but they weren’t significant enough to matter.
Su Luo drew his sword, curious to see what would happen.
Lin Xuan was shaping a white sphere in his hands, channeling most of his spiritual energy into it.
The onlookers murmured among themselves.
"Doesn’t this seem bad? Shouldn’t we interrupt Lin Xuan?"
"I don’t know. If we meddle and the Demon Lord gets angry, what then?"
"Look, the Demon Lord is completely unfazed. A move like this is nothing to him."
"True."
And so, they simply stood by and watched, making no move to disrupt Lin Xuan’s ultimate attack.
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