The Invincible Sect Leader

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: The Endless Battle of the Demon Realm



The skies of the Demon Realm roared with chaos as the battle between the Heavenly Mystic Sect disciples and the demon army reached its peak. It had been an entire year since Chan Lang, the son of the Sect Leader, and his fellow disciples stumbled upon this forsaken realm. What had started as an exploration turned into a war of endless bloodshed, a battlefield where strength was the only law.

The One-Horn Demon General stood at the forefront, his crimson eyes gleaming with battle lust. "You arrogant humans dare to challenge our dominion? Your bones will decorate the abyss!"

Chan Lang smirked, his sword humming with divine energy. "General, I've fought you over a hundred times, and you still can't kill me. I almost feel bad for you. Almost."

The other disciples laughed as they continued engaging their foes.

Zhao Feng, one of the strongest among them, dodged a claw swipe and countered with a Heaven-Shattering Palm, sending a demon crashing into a mountain. "This is honestly the best training I've ever had. I'm gonna miss you guys when we finally wipe you out!"

Beside him, Mei Ling danced through the battlefield with her twin swords, her movements as graceful as they were deadly. "Miss them? Speak for yourself! These demons are getting annoying!"

The demons, furious at the relentless resistance, howled and charged with renewed vigor. The war had become an addiction for both sides.

A Year of War, A Year of Madness

Day after day, the battles raged. The disciples adapted, growing stronger, their combat senses sharper. The demons, unwilling to back down, summoned more reinforcements. Yet, despite the odds, the Heavenly Mystic Sect's warriors refused to fall.

Xiao Yu, a disciple known for his reckless fighting style, charged at the One-Horn Demon General with a crazed grin. "Today's the day I take your other horn!"

The One-Horn Demon General roared in rage, his aura surging. "Fool! You are nothing before me!"

Xiao Yu barely dodged a devastating punch, rolling away just in time. He laughed even as he coughed up blood. "Damn, that actually hurt! You finally learned how to hit properly."

The disciples had long embraced the madness of the battle. They fought like men possessed, finding joy in every clash, every near-death moment.

Even their leader, Chan Lang, had changed. Once a composed and scholarly young master, he now stood at the heart of the battlefield with wild eyes and an insatiable thirst for battle.

"More! Send more demons!" he shouted, cutting through another wave of enemies. "This is fun!"

The Sect Leader Watches in Amusement

Far above, hidden in the void, Chan Li observed the war with an amused expression. He stroked his chin. "Well… they sure are enjoying themselves. Should I stop them?"

His wife, Tang Yu, shook her head, though a small smile played on her lips. "They're growing. This battle is forging them into true warriors."

Chan Li chuckled. "They're starting to remind me of myself when I was younger. Carefree, reckless, and too strong for their own good."

His gaze lingered on his son. "I suppose I should let him have his fun for a little longer…"

The Final Confrontation

One year of bloodshed. One year of laughter. One year of unrelenting battle.

The One-Horn Demon General stood battered and bruised, panting heavily. His once-mighty army was reduced to a fraction of its former size.

Chan Lang and the strongest disciples stood before him, their clothes tattered, their weapons stained with demon blood but their spirits unbroken.

"General, it's been fun," Chan Lang said, cracking his knuckles. "But it's time to wrap this up."

The One-Horn Demon General laughed bitterly. "Fools… you think this is the end? The true rulers of the Demon Realm… will soon awaken."

A sinister aura surged from deep within the abyss.

The battle was not over yet.


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