Su Luo Makes a Comeback

The Grand Priest’s life came to an end, his entire body withered and desiccated.

He collapsed, crumbling into dust, and with a gust of wind, not even a trace of his remains remained.

In stark contrast, the Beast Lord now erupted with an overwhelming surge of vitality, his heart pounding with such force that the sound was unmistakable.

His wounds healed at an astonishing rate, and a powerful surge of energy burst forth, coiling around him like a tempest.

Those nearby—whether human or beast—were sent flying by the force.

All except Su Luo, who remained unmoved, maintaining his stance.

Finally, it’s done.

Su Luo gave a mental nod of approval to the deceased Grand Priest. You knew what you were doing.

Then, with a single step, he stomped down.

Now that the Beast Lord had entered his second form, there was no reason to hold back.

After painstakingly storing up this strike, how could he not unleash it?

At that moment, the Beast Lord was gathering an immense force, clashing head-on with Su Luo’s power.

A deafening explosion erupted—"BOOM!"

The two overwhelming energies collided, erupting into a blinding flash of light, followed by a cataclysmic blast.

The scale of the explosion defied imagination—it was nothing short of a super disaster.

A colossal shockwave surged outward like a tidal wave, obliterating everything in its path.

Dust blotted out the sky, and the very air seemed to ignite, transforming into a sea of scorching flames.

The ground itself was torn apart, leaving behind a bottomless crater from which fire and smoke continued to rise.

Seizing the moment, Su Luo vanished from sight.

The onlookers were left bewildered.

"What just happened? I can’t keep up!"

"What’s going on with the Beast Lord? And that black-robed man?"

"Have they already decided the outcome?"

Just as confusion spread among the crowd, an overwhelming aura erupted from the depths of the crater.

This presence was unmistakable to all.

It was the Beast Lord.

Su Luo’s strike had failed to kill him—instead, the Beast Lord had emerged in his second form.

Now, his injuries were fully healed, and his appearance had undergone further changes.

His muscles had been reforged, more defined and angular, with rows of long spikes now lining his arms. The strange tattoos covering his body now pulsed with a red liquid—not dripping, but flowing between the patterns, emitting a faint glow.

As the smoke cleared, the Beast Lord stood with tears streaming down his face.

"GRAND PRIEST!!!"

His roar was deafening, akin to a sonic attack. Many couldn’t endure it, clapping their hands over their ears.

Even so, the weaker among them had blood trickling from their ears.

Consumed by grief, the Beast Lord slammed his fist into the ground.

The earth split apart, and tremors rippled through the surroundings.

But soon, his sorrow turned to fury.

"WHERE ARE YOU?! WHERE?!"

The Beast Lord realized the black-robed man had disappeared—completely untraceable.

"I’LL KILL YOU! I’LL KILL YOU!"

He screamed, vowing to slaughter the black-robed man, yet there was no sign of him.

The disappearance of the black-robed man also unsettled the humans.

"Where did the black-robed guy go? Did he die in that explosion?"

"Don’t talk nonsense!"

"Who can stand against the Beast Lord now?"

Panic spread among the humans. The Beast Lord was too strong—how could he still revive and grow even more powerful?

Meanwhile, Di Haoran and the Lion Heart King had fought to a standstill, both grievously wounded.

Di Haoran was in slightly better shape, though severely injured, while the Lion Heart King’s chest was riddled with sword marks.

Too exhausted to regenerate, the Lion Heart King was in terrible condition—yet he laughed triumphantly.

"The Beast Lord has broken through again. You humans have lost—HAHAHA!"

Di Haoran gritted his teeth. "It’s not over yet."

But even he had no idea how to deal with the Beast Lord in this state.

His only hope was that the black-robed man would reappear to buy time.

If Jiang Ningshu could recover, there might still be a chance.

Yet Di Haoran couldn’t sense the black-robed man’s presence either—it was as if he had never existed.

Unable to find his target, the Beast Lord redirected his wrath toward the others.

"I’LL SLAUGHTER EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU HUMANS! THEN THAT BLACK-ROBED BASTARD WILL HAVE TO SHOW HIMSELF!"

His killing intent was suffocating.

Lin Xuan braced himself, steadying his breathing, preparing to face the Beast Lord.

Elder Yan, despite his injuries, moved to Lin Xuan’s side, ready for the battle.

But even he knew the odds were slim—just the two of them stood no chance against the Beast Lord in this state.

"He’s coming."

No sooner had Elder Yan spoken than the Beast Lord was upon them, his massive fist filling their vision.

But then—

A figure plummeted from above, slamming the Beast Lord into the ground with a crushing force.

The impact sent Elder Yan and Lin Xuan flying.

A wild, maniacal laughter echoed through the battlefield.

"HAHAHA! HOW COULD I MISS A SCENE LIKE THIS? I’VE GROWN STRONGER TOO—LET ME JOIN IN THE SLAUGHTER!"

This time, Su Luo revealed his true appearance—dressed in sleek black robes, exuding the sinister aura of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s Demon Lord.

He stood atop the Beast Lord, one hand covering half his face, his demeanor utterly unhinged.

Silence fell over the battlefield. No one had expected another twist.

"BLACK-ROBED MAN, I’LL KILL YOU!" The Beast Lord retaliated, his spiked arm slashing viciously.

Su Luo leaped back. "What black-robed man? I am the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Sect—SU LUO!"

He would never admit to it. If asked, he’d claim he’d just arrived and had no idea what the Beast Lord was talking about.

"DON’T LIE TO ME! I’D RECOGNIZE YOU EVEN IF YOU TURNED TO ASH!" The Beast Lord lunged again.

His words sent shockwaves through the crowd.

"Wait—the black-robed man was Su Luo all along? He’s that strong?"

"Hold on—Jiang Ningshu likes Su Luo? Where’s Li Siyi? Someone get her here!"

"Then again, it makes sense. Jiang Ningshu and Su Luo both spent a long time in the Heavenly Demon Sect."

No one had imagined the black-robed man was Su Luo.

Di Haoran hadn’t either—yet it somehow fit.

But why change out of the black robes?

The onlookers were equally puzzled.

"Wait, why is he appearing as the Demon Lord now?"

"Maybe he wants to make an entrance with a cool title. Aside from ‘Demon Lord,’ Su Luo doesn’t have any other fancy names."

Strangely, that explanation made sense.

Who wouldn’t want a dramatic title when making an appearance?

With that settled, the crowd began cheering for Su Luo.

"Su Luo, you can do it!"

"We’ll hold off the other beasts—the Beast Lord is all yours!"

"You’re our only hope now, Su Luo! Stall the Beast Lord!"

Even Lin Xuan called out, "I’ll assist you, Su Luo!"

Su Luo’s face twisted in confusion.

Hold on—since when was I on your side?

Could you at least respect my status as the Demon Lord?

"Hey, hey, HEY! Did you all misunderstand something? I’m not here to help you! From the very beginning, my goal has been to KILL LIN XUAN!"

Su Luo pointed a murderous finger at Lin Xuan, narrowly dodging another attack from the Beast Lord.