Rebirth of the Scumbag and the Retribution of the White Lotus

The oppressive feeling in the space grew stronger, as if the entire universe was against them. Zhao Shufang and Lu Lingyuan nervously responded to the shadow's attack, their minds becoming increasingly clear—this battle was no longer just theirs, but concerned the future of the entire world.

The shadow slowly approached, like an inescapable shadow, enveloping the entire space. The man's laughter still echoed in the air, carrying with it an endless coldness and madness.

"You have no chance of escape." The man's voice was low and gloomy, as if it came from the abyss. "All this has been predetermined."

Zhao Shufang suppressed her inner anxiety and tried to remain calm. She knew that in the current situation, she could no longer act impulsively as she had before. She had to find a way out of this enemy.

"You mean..." she asked calmly, "that all this was planned by you? Who are you and why are you doing this?"

"Hahaha, the answer has been hidden right before your eyes." The man's laughter suddenly stopped, and he said coldly, "You are just pawns being played with. Everything is just for a greater goal."

When Lu Lingyuan heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He said in a low voice, "What exactly do you want to do? What exactly is this 'greater goal' you mentioned?"

A hint of madness flashed in the man's eyes. He lowered his head to look at the ground, as if immersed in some thoughts. Suddenly he raised his head and smiled strangely: "What you can't understand, you will never understand."

Zhao Shufang and Lu Lingyuan exchanged a glance, each feeling an inexplicable unease. Clearly, the enemy before them wasn't merely out for revenge; they seemed to be carrying some far-reaching mission. And this mission was their true threat.

"If you really think you can stop me, then you are too naive." The man suddenly grinned. "What you see is just the surface. The real power has long been lurking behind you."

Zhao Shufang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she instantly understood something. She whispered, "Behind? The behind you mean..."

The man said nothing more, only approaching them with a sinister grin. A strong sense of danger suddenly surged in Zhao Shufang's heart. She almost subconsciously stepped back and hurriedly said to Lu Lingyuan, "Be careful! It's not attacking from the front anymore, but preparing to attack from the back!"

"Understood!" Lu Lingyuan turned around quickly, looking around vigilantly, and instantly swung out a sword energy from the sword in his hand, ready to defend against possible threats from behind.

However, as the sword energy sliced ​​through the air, there was no response. Behind them, the dead silence remained, as if even the very air had frozen. Zhao Shufang's heart sank slightly. Could it be... that their enemy could truly conceal their whereabouts so perfectly?

Just as her thoughts were in a mess, the dark shadow in the air uttered a deep laugh again. The laugh echoed in their ears, carrying an evil aura: "You are too late."

As soon as the words fell, the shadow suddenly erupted with a blinding light, and a powerful airflow instantly tore the entire space apart. The light was like a giant net, quickly pounced on the two people, and everything in the space seemed to distort at this moment, becoming unreal.

"Get out of the way!" Lu Lingyuan shouted, wielding his sword energy, attempting to rip the light apart. However, despite the fierceness of the sword energy, it still couldn't reach the immense power of the black shadow. The black shadow's power was as deep as the abyss, impervious to any attack.

"I can't stop it!" Zhao Shufang's face paled. Her talismans couldn't fully withstand the overwhelming pressure. The dark force enveloped them, seemingly sucking away all their energy. Even breathing became difficult.

"How strong is this power?" She said almost gritting her teeth, her eyes full of anxiety and unwillingness.

The shadow's laughter echoed again. "You are too weak to resist. I am only toying with you for a moment, but you will soon understand that all power will eventually belong to me."

At that moment, a sudden burst of hurried footsteps could be heard. The two men turned their heads abruptly, only to see a streak of white light swiftly piercing the darkness, rapidly approaching them. Within that white light, a familiar figure loomed.

"It's you!" Zhao Shufang shouted in a low voice, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

That figure was none other than the mysterious man they had encountered before—Yun Xiao. Yun Xiao suddenly appeared in the void, holding a long golden staff in his hand, the tip of which radiated a dazzling light.

Yunxiao said nothing, only looking at the shadow coldly. He swung the staff in his hand violently, and a golden beam of light instantly shot towards the shadow. The shadow's movements suddenly slowed down a bit, as if it was suppressed by something.

"You're here!" Zhao Shufang breathed a sigh of relief, her inner tension slightly relieved. "But this isn't enough. We must find its true weakness."

Yunxiao didn't answer, instead continuing to focus on fighting the shadow. The light on his staff grew brighter. "You misunderstood. This isn't just a fight for me alone."

As Yunxiao's voice fell, the surrounding space suddenly vibrated violently. Then, a sharp sound of wind came from afar. Several figures quickly appeared, and the surrounding darkness seemed to be broken at that moment.

"These people..." Zhao Shufang's expression instantly became serious, "They are..."

"You don't understand." Yun Xiao finally spoke in a low voice, "The real power behind all this has long been in the hands of more than just these people."