CHAPTER 321: CHAPTER 174 THE SHADOW OF THE THUNDERSTORM

Lei Sangou slowly shook his head, a trace of seriousness appearing on his face: "To be honest, not to mention myself, even the Sect Leader of the Demon Race might not fully understand the true strength of the ’Dark Night Demon Monarch.’ He’s like a mysterious and formidable powerhouse, always shrouded in mist. It’s said that almost no one in the world has seen his true appearance, and most of those who have been lucky or unlucky enough to have seen him have already been sent to the Asura Hell."

Luo Chen couldn’t help but fall silent after hearing this. He imagined the figure of the Dark Night Demon Monarch, but could only sketch a vague yet powerful silhouette in his mind. He sighed, "No wonder he’s called the ’Dark Night Demon Monarch,’ such an existence indeed inspires awe."

His curiosity reignited, "However, the forbidden barrier you mentioned, what exactly is it? Do you mean that this kind of barrier can only be performed by the Dark Night Demon Monarch alone?"

Lei Sangou explained, "A forbidden barrier can be understood as a defensive system similar to an Array. Just like in ancient times when leading soldiers into battle, a good Array could break through enemy lines in one fell swoop, and also firmly defend the camp. A forbidden barrier is a defensive skill that can only be exhibited when one’s power reaches a certain level. Of course, having power alone is far from enough; the person who casts it also needs to possess specialized knowledge in barriers and enchantments."

Speaking of this, a trace of pride appeared on Lei Sangou’s face. Clearly, he felt very honored and proud to be able to understand such profound knowledge.

Luo Chen suddenly realized, nodding, "I see, I understand now. Thank you for introducing these to me, Lei Sangou." His tone was full of gratitude.

Lei Sangou waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for thanks. He continued, "The reason why the Dark Night Demon Monarch can cast such a formidable forbidden barrier is not only because his power is unfathomable, but also because he has mastered this profound defensive skill. Such an existence is indeed beyond the reach of us ordinary people."

Luo Chen silently nodded, his respect for the Dark Night Demon Monarch growing even stronger in his heart. He knew that compared to such an existence, he still had a long way to go. But at the same time, he was filled with anticipation and hope for the future, hoping that one day he too could reach such heights.

"Actually, I should be the one thanking you," Lei Sangou gave a helpless smile, his eyes filled with deep gratitude, "It’s you who gave me the opportunity to express the anguish in my heart; otherwise, I wouldn’t know when these repressed emotions could be released."

Luo Chen also slowly stood up, his gaze meeting Lei Sangou’s. He discovered that even such a figure, seen by the outside world as notorious, hid unspeakable pain deep in his eyes. A wave of sympathy and understanding surged in Luo Chen’s heart, realizing that everyone has their own story, and no one’s past should be lightly judged.

"Alright, I should be going, Thunderstorm has been waiting outside for a long time." Luo Chen said softly, a faint smile on his face.

Lei Sangou was taken aback for a moment, then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "You mean Thunderstorm, one of the three Deputy Sect Leaders of the Demon Race?" His voice carried a few notes of disbelief.

Luo Chen nodded, suddenly understanding, "Yes, so Thunderstorm really is in the same tier as Kakashi, a high-level member of the Demon Race. He’s been accompanying me here to the Dark Night Hell these days."

"No wonder," Lei Sangou murmured, "I saw traces of Thunderstorm in your Swordsmanship, and thought he had personally guided you."

Luo Chen secretly found it amusing; in fact, he had just unwittingly memorized that Swordsmanship and hadn’t been directly passed down by Thunderstorm. But he didn’t explain, just maintained a smile.

"I really have to go, Senior Lei Sangou. If we are fated, perhaps we can meet again in the future." Luo Chen said, stepping towards the exit.

However, Lei Sangou smiled bitterly, shaking his head, "Have you forgotten, Luo Chen, without killing me, the guards of the Dark Night Hell won’t let you leave easily."

Luo Chen turned around, still wearing a confident smile, "Don’t worry, Senior. If someone is monitoring here, he should have already gone to notify Thunderstorm. I believe he will understand and allow me to leave."

Lei Sangou watched Luo Chen’s determined eyes, and his worries gradually dissipated. He understood that this young man not only had superb Swordsmanship but also exceptional wisdom and courage. Perhaps he could indeed walk out of this dark hell.

As the two conversed, a hurried sound of footsteps echoed from the distant passage. Luo Chen and Lei Sangou both vigilantly looked towards the direction of the sound, only to see a Demon Race soldier rushing over hurriedly.

"Young Master Luo Chen, Lord Thunderstorm requests your presence." The soldier said, panting, clearly having run all the way here.

Luo Chen nodded, giving Lei Sangou a farewell glance, "It seems I must go. Senior, take care."

Lei Sangou said nothing, merely nodded silently. As he watched Luo Chen follow the soldier and gradually move away, he couldn’t help but be filled with emotion. Perhaps, this young man could truly change something.