The lean man clutched his broken arm, bloodied and retreating in pain.
He had been careless, never expecting this young girl to be more fearsome than a divine beast!
Su Luo walked to the side of the Dragon Hound and pointed a finger.
Spiritual light coiled around her fingertip, latching onto the bone-white flames and pulling them out from the Dragon Hound’s body, bit by bit.
Though the soul fire was potent, Su Luo, through her Divine Eye Mirror, easily understood how to counter it. Now, with her greatly enhanced cultivation, she could handle such troublesome flames. With the deterrence of the Jadeite Sword, the surrounding demons dared not move rashly, allowing her to finally expel all the soul fire from the Dragon Hound’s body with peace of mind.
"Are you alright now, Da Hei? Be careful," Su Luo said, stroking the Dragon Hound’s head.
"Just about, phew…" the Dragon Hound breathed a sigh of relief.
Its gaze turned cold as it once again fixed on the lean man.
There were very few who could almost make it fall prey to them, and it certainly wouldn't let this one go!
Just as the Dragon Hound was about to pounce and bite the man’s neck, a sword suddenly flashed, its cold glint sharp. Before the lean man could react, his head flew high into the air, and blood gushed from his neck like a fountain.
It turned out to be Li Tianjue who had arrived.
With a casual sword strike, he severed the man's head, avenging the Dragon Hound.
"Luoluo, keep the bounty safe, don't lose it," Li Tianjue reminded her, continuing his assault.
His battles were one-sided, almost instantaneous. No one could get close to him. Although the demons launched a coordinated attack, unleashing their most formidable techniques, filling the sky with a torrent of light, fire, and blood, they were still no match for Li Tianjue. Soon, more than twenty more corpses littered the street.
Li Tianjue strode forward, leaving a path of fallen bodies and fresh blood in his wake.
His eyes held only cold, sharp killing intent, and his face was devoid of human emotion. Surrounding him, flowers floated, forming a flower chain bristling with sharp edges. Petal phantoms scattered, carrying deadly killing blows.
Spinning and reaping, it claimed the lives of demon disciples one by one.
The flower chain danced elegantly in the air, as light as a maiden's, but once it coiled around someone's neck, blood would spray and heads would roll, marking the sign of death.
Li Tianjue waved his hand, and a fire dragon shot out with the gust of wind.
The long street was engulfed in flames. The demons who couldn't escape in time were either engulfed in fire or struck down by the lightning he summoned with another wave of his hand. With booming crashes, streaks of lightning descended from above. The demons cried out in panic and fled, some rolling on the ground with agonizing howls, others with flesh ripped open and bodies ablaze.
Standing at the intersection of the street, Li Tianjue did not advance further.
The strong wind whipped his long robes, making them flutter loudly. His black hair streamed in the wind, making him look like a cold, resolute god of war. His indifferent expression, seen by the demons, was more terrifying than the Grim Reaper of hell.
Without even using divine artifacts, he instilled fear and sent this group of demons scrambling in terror, crying out for mercy.
This was the chief disciple of Qingxu Heaven, Li Tianjue!
The nightmare of the demonic sects.
Fan Tian stood beside Su Luo, staring blankly at Li Tianjue's figure.
So powerful!
Definitely stronger than his brother.
If, one day, this man faced his father, what would be the outcome?
Fan Tian knew his father's might. He commanded tens of thousands of demonic organizations, with countless wicked followers and even more cruel and ruthless methods. His father had long wanted to kill Li Tianjue and naturally wouldn't let his sister go. If they were to fight one day, what should he do?
Suddenly, an electric current crackled and wrapped around Fan Tian's body.
A demon hiding in a nearby shop grinned sinisterly, controlling the electricity to pull Fan Tian into the air. He grabbed Fan Tian by the neck and threatened menacingly, "Stop! Or I'll kill him!"
"Sister, save me! Help me…"
Fan Tian dangled in the air, struggling desperately, forgetting everything in his panic.
Su Luo's expression changed. She hadn't expected that while she was tending to the Dragon Hound, she had neglected Fan Tian, leading to his capture.
The demon had messy, multicolored hair like a bird's nest, sunken eyes, and was surrounded by crackling electricity. He grinned and said, "Surprised, aren't you? I caught this little brat. Li Tianjue, and you, girl, if you don't surrender, I'll kill him!"
With a flick of his hand, Fan Tian convulsed, screaming in pain from the electric shocks.
Li Tianjue strode back, looking at Fan Tian dangling in the air. His expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Luoluo, you decide. Whatever you wish."
Fan Tian had a special identity and always stayed with Su Luo. If it were him, he would have killed the captor with a single sword strike.
Since it was inconvenient for him to deal with it, he left the decision to Su Luo.
"Still not surrendering?!"
Hearing Li Tianjue's words, the demon's face contorted with malice.
Zzzt, zzzt, zzzt… The electricity intensified, coiling around Fan Tian’s body. He writhed in pain, his high-pitched voice conveying helplessness and misery, "Sister! Ah—no, it hurts so much, Sister, save me…"
Su Luo sighed helplessly. She and Li Tianjue would naturally not surrender because of this, but Fan Tian's primary personality was too weak.
She called out loudly, "Fan Tian, have you forgotten your identity? Are these mere tricks enough to trap you?"
These words stirred something in both Fan Tian and the demon.
Fan Tian?
Wasn't that the name of the Demon Lord's only son?
Impossible, it couldn't be!
Either it was a coincidence, a shared name, or this brat was trying to trick him. He wouldn't fall for it!
"Trying to trick me, deliberately calling this kid the young master? Humph!"
The demon didn't believe it at all. Instead, he intensified the electric current. Arcs of electricity, as thick as a child's arm, crackled back and forth across Fan Tian's body, scorching him, tearing his flesh. His cries of pain grew louder, desperate and tragic.
Just as Fan Tian was about to be tortured to death, the next moment, the heart-wrenching screams abruptly stopped.
The demon sensed something was wrong. His hands were empty, the arcs of electricity still present, but the young man had disappeared.
Where did he go?
His entire body trembled as he stared intently at Li Tianjue and Su Luo and shouted, "What did you do? Where's that brat? When did you save him? Do you have accomplices…"
The demon warily scanned his surroundings, but there was nothing. He discovered nothing.
A pile of sand silently emerged from the ground and appeared behind him, yet he remained unaware.
The sand grains rose, twisting and writhing, shifting shapes, rapidly forming a human figure. A cold, murderous voice echoed, "You dare lay hands on this young master? You're tired of living!"
Like a bolt from the blue, the demon seemed to realize something. His neck suddenly tightened, gripped by an irresistible force that seized his throat. Before him stood the young man he had captured, who had now vanished, and at this moment, he was choking him, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.
It's the young master!
The demon was greatly shocked, never imagining that this person was indeed the young master.
Fan Tian's sand manipulation power was like a god-like ability in the minds of all of them. Everything before them proved that his identity could not be false. He was truly the Demon Lord Fan Moluo's most beloved son, Fan Tian!
But before he could plead for mercy, with a crack!
Fan Tian had already twisted his neck.
He turned to look at Su Luo expressionlessly, his gaze still cold, and filled with hatred. He said each word deliberately, "Brat, this young master has finally recovered, thanks to you. Otherwise, my body would still be occupied by that coward, utterly shameful!"