Blade Demon Luo Zhenhai?
Su Yi raised an eyebrow. That name had appeared the last time he'd invited new members to the Emperor Su Sect, but he'd chosen the East Marsh Flood Dragon King instead.
The guy had even wanted to challenge Xia Tianyi. It was a good thing Su Yi hadn't recruited him, or he would've stirred up trouble and kept the Emperor Su Sect in turmoil.
Seeing Luo Zhenhai stride toward him, Su Yi couldn't show fear in front of so many subordinates.
With that thought, Su Yi flipped his hand and brought out the Zhouwu Sword.
Even though he didn't know how strong Luo Zhenhai was, he had to fight. If he was pushed too far, he'd let Feng Long possess him.
The moment Luo Zhenhai saw the Zhouwu Sword, his right hand twitched.
It wasn't fear. His saber was excited!
He could sense that the Zhouwu Sword was powerful, no ordinary blade.
But he didn't feel any desire to claim it. He only liked sabers, not swords.
His saber looked ordinary, but it was actually a renowned weapon of the world.
Boom!
Luo Zhenhai suddenly stomped forward, shattering the ground and sending sand and dust bursting into the air.
He shot upward like a cannonball, blotting out the blazing sun as he slashed at Su Yi.
In an instant, all the demons tensed. They could feel the force of Luo Zhenhai's aura. He was incredibly powerful, like a sheep suddenly ripping away its disguise and becoming a savage beast.
The might of the saber!
Su Yi's pupils contracted. He stepped with the Heaven and Earth Boundless Carefree Steps, soaring like a swallow, and swung his sword.
Clang—
Sword and saber clashed. Relying on his overbearing strength, Su Yi sent Luo Zhenhai flying.
Even a Nascent Soul Cultivator would struggle to possess strength like Su Yi's, let alone Luo Zhenhai, who trained with a saber.
But Luo Zhenhai's cultivation was higher than Su Yi's, so he wasn't injured by the impact. He somersaulted in midair, flashed down below, and swung his saber at Su Yi.
At that moment, Su Yi was still in the air and couldn't move. He could only twist his body. Saber energy struck his chest, bursting into brilliant sparks.
The Black Flood Dragon King Robe sprang into action!
It blocked all of Luo Zhenhai's saber energy.
Luo Zhenhai narrowed his eyes and thought, How come this kid's covered in treasures?
With that thought, he leapt up again. This time, he became countless afterimages suspended in the air, striking at Su Yi from every angle.
"Above you!"
Feng Long suddenly shouted in Su Yi's mind. Su Yi's gaze sharpened, and he immediately attacked in the direction Feng Long had indicated.
Su Yi's body was powerful, especially his legs, which unleashed tremendous force. He thrust his sword at Luo Zhenhai.
Luo Zhenhai was a little stunned. How had Su Yi found him without even trying to figure out where he was?
He had no time to think. He brought his saber crashing down. The strike was heavy and forceful, and black light flickered across the blade as saber energy transformed into black flames and surged toward Su Yi.
Su Yi instinctively raised the Zhouwu Sword to block, but it couldn't withstand the attack.
The black-flame saber energy drove him into the ground. The earth shook violently, frightening the demons into retreating as one. Nan Xiaopao was so tense she was ready to leap into the fight at any moment.
Su Yi flicked his right hand, and the Zhouwu Sword shredded the black flames. Just then, Luo Zhenhai thrust his saber at him again, aiming for Su Yi's face—the only part not protected by the Black Flood Dragon King Robe.
In the blink of an eye, Su Yi twisted aside, but the saber energy still cut his cheek, sending blood spraying into the air.
As they passed each other, Su Yi caught a glimpse of Luo Zhenhai's eyes beneath his bamboo hat—scornful and cold.
Su Yi was instantly enraged.
"Feng Long! Take over!"
He roared inwardly. If this guy defeated him, how could his subordinates ever trust him again?
He couldn't let the authority he'd just established crumble!
"Fine!"
Feng Long answered. Wisps of blood qi immediately rose from the blade of the Zhouwu Sword and coiled around Su Yi, forming a towering suit of blood-red armor.
Luo Zhenhai had just turned around. When he saw this, he froze.
The demons had all seen Su Yi in this state for the first time, and they too stood rooted to the spot.
Nan Xiaopao was the same. The first time Su Yi had used Feng Long's power, she'd still been awakening her Qiling Holy Body.
With Feng Long possessing him, Su Yi's aura transformed in an instant.
Without a word, Feng Long unleashed his full speed again and charged at Luo Zhenhai.
Impossible!
That speed!
In that instant, Luo Zhenhai thought he saw Xia Tianyi.
Xia Tianyi was called the Sword Saint because his sword was incredibly fast—fast enough to break through all the world's myriad techniques.
Thwack!
Luo Zhenhai's right arm was severed. A stream of blood flew from his shoulder as the saber in his hand spun through the air and landed in the dirt, embedding itself in the ground.
Su Yi stopped twenty meters behind Luo Zhenhai. He held the Zhouwu Sword level, then slowly lowered it. The blood-red armor around him dispersed into blood qi and sank back into the sword.
All the demons stared in shock. How had their king turned the battle around in an instant?
"You've lost," Su Yi said softly.
With his back to Luo Zhenhai, he made no further move.
They'd agreed to stop at a point!
Luo Zhenhai stood frozen, his eyes fixed on the saber in the distance. His figure seemed utterly desolate.
He'd lost before he could even challenge Xia Tianyi.
His pride had been shattered.
"Let's go," Su Yi said.
Feng Long had only taken over his body for a short while and hadn't drained his strength. Su Yi's face remained calm and his breathing steady, as if nothing had happened.
The demons followed excitedly, taking care to keep their distance from Luo Zhenhai. Even a dying camel was bigger than a horse, and they were afraid he might launch a desperate counterattack.
"I... lost..."
"Lost to an unknown Half-Demon..."
Luo Zhenhai murmured to himself. His body trembled, and his back hunched as if he'd aged several years.
And so the Blade Demon lost his right arm.
For saber and sword cultivators, how could the right arm not be important?
"Wait!"
Just as the last demon passed him, Luo Zhenhai suddenly spoke.
Su Yi didn't stop. The demons tensed. Was the guy refusing to accept defeat?
Luo Zhenhai asked, "What's your name?"
"Su Yi," Su Yi replied, continuing forward.
Nan Xiaopao came up beside Su Yi and stared at him with curiosity. Her smiling eyes brimmed with affection.
With his back turned to all the demons, Luo Zhenhai repeated Su Yi's name again and again.
It seemed he wanted to engrave it in his heart. Then he walked over to his saber and pulled it from the ground with his left hand.
"Was my saber wrong?"
Luo Zhenhai murmured to himself, his eyes soon firming with resolve.
He planned to start training with the saber again, using his left hand!
He would defeat Su Yi!
From this moment on, Xia Tianyi was no longer his greatest target. Su Yi was!
Today's defeat had made him understand, more deeply than ever, that beyond the heavens there were heavens, and beyond men there were men.
"Hey, want to join me? If you do, then follow along."
Just then, Su Yi's voice drifted back to him, calm and even.
Luo Zhenhai was a powerful cultivator, after all. Without Feng Long, Su Yi really couldn't have beaten him.
Luo Zhenhai was strong, but he hadn't slaughtered Su Yi's subordinates, which showed he didn't hate demons.
Hearing this, Luo Zhenhai's body trembled. He turned around and followed the group.
The demons were thrilled by the sight. They'd all seen Luo Zhenhai's strength for themselves.
The Humanoid Demon Kings, however, were nervous.
The Purple-Backed Bear King most of all. He felt his position was becoming precarious.
"You've recruited yourself another powerful henchman!" Nan Xiaopao whispered beside Su Yi, her voice full of admiration.
She'd witnessed Su Yi's growth and was genuinely happy for him.
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