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Chapter 8 - Chapter 8—Massacre

Chapter 8—Massacre

Zhen Jie's eyes were cruel and ruthless, looking at Le Yang, Mu Patriarch made his decision.

"Okay, I agree," Patriarch said, feeling crushed, his back bentmore than usual on his chair. He and Mu Clan could only keep their face bent in public with this decision.

He could only agree with the holy sword sect's demand. Forget about the Holy Sword sect; even just Le Yang in front of them is enough to kill the entire Mu Clan.

Patriarch was forced to accept the humiliation, since Le Yang was going to massacre the entire Mu Clan if he didn't accept!

"How can you agree to this, patriarch?"

"You are unfit to be the patriarch; The Great elder is better than you."

"…"

"…"

Elders were calm as they knew why Mu patriarch made that decision, but not the idiotic members of Mu Clan, as they shouted out their opinions.

Out of all the Mu clansmen, the old man sitting in the right corner had the most severe reaction.

He shouted furiously, "How dare you, puny ma...." but he was cut short as Le Yang hummed, "Hmm."

Soon, a huge pressure was put on the entire room as, red aura one meter dense surrounded Le Yang's entire body.

"Don't think that I, Le Yang, would be silent when you ants point your fingers at me. You all are in front of a rank five energy path cultivator." Le Yang said, while unsheathing his knife.

Crack!

Crack!

Chairs cracked as some Mu Clan members fell to the ground. Even the rank3BlueStone on the floor shattered where he stood and continued to expand through the room as his sword was surrounded by flames.

The Mu Patriarch and elders stood up, wanting to beg for forgiveness.

Woosh!

Le Yang did a horizontal strike with his flaming sword; a wave of fire emitted from his sword and rushed towards the old man.

"No!!"

"Forgive us!!"

Many begged for mercy as they were between the fire wave and, old man, their bodies caught fire!

"Grandpa.."

"Mom…"

"Sister.."

"…."

Everyone had tears in their eyes as their relatives were burning in front of them.

"No one moves forward. If you do, everyone dies." The Mu Patriarch said sadly, with tears falling from his eyes.

He knew that Le Yang was waiting for Mu Clan to jump into the fire and get furious, so he could continue to kill.

Out of the ignited clan members, there were his youngest son and his fifth wife. It hurts, but he could only kneel to prevent the massacre of the entire clan!

Grr!

Grr!

Mu Clan members looked on with tears!

Everyone who stood between the old man and Le Yang had been scorched to death along with that old man, turned to ash, and flew into the air!

More than 100 have been killed in one strike!

"Forgive us, forgive us." Mu Patriarch and elders knelt down and begged for mercy, to stop him.

"Beg for mercy." Mu Patriarch shouted, looking at people still standing in tears, and crying—the majority of them had not seen actual blood.

Thud!

Thud!

Everyone in the room began kneeling, not daring to waste time.

Mu Hui crushed the chair armrest, seeing Mu patriarch kneeling.

"Cousin, it's too much." Liu Ying shouted out loud, seeing the ruthlessness of the grand elder for the first time, and the entire Mu Clan knelt, except Mu Hui.

She came just for the breaking marriage contract, not for the massacre!

"No, no. They have to learn about the Holy Sword sect's power." Zhen Jie scoffed with a grin, he flexed his fingers up and down as he was getting excited seeing crying faces!

"Yes, young lady Liu Ying, you are going to become the grand elder of the holy sword sect; you have to keep in mind that you represent the face of the sect," Le Yang said calmly, teaching about face and power!

'So, this is the power.' Mu Yang, the eldest young master of Mu Clan, finally witnessed the actualpower.

'Should I torture her?' Zhen Jie looked at the angry Mu Hui, who was still standing up.

'No, I don't want Liu Yang to see and tell my behavior to my parents. They still believe that my Skin Ripper name is given by my enemies to annoy me.' He mused, deciding about his actions.

'Who is that old man?' Mu Hui was still musing over the events passed.

"I had never seen him in Mu Clan." She whispered doubtfully and glanced over at Zhen Jie, who was lost in thought in his chair; Liu Ying was still in shock, looking at the flaring area; Le Yang sat back on the chair, grinning.

She glanced at the old man's spot and walked over there.

"Why doesn't she kneel?" Someone asked fearfully, afraid that Le Yang would kill them since she was walking around.

"She is a member of the Devil-Slaying organization; The Holy sword sect cannot touch her."

"Cannot she help Mu Clan then?"

"No, devil-slaying organization protects only their members, not their clans."

"Such a pity."

Mu Clansmen whispered to each other in hope of help from Mu Hui.

This!

Body colored metal residues with some inscriptions were found by Mu Hui.

"This is a puppet." Mu Hui cried out, looking at the small, crisp black fragments of the puppet.

Glancing at the small pea-sized burned metal piece in her hands, Mu patriarch and elders stayed silent with eyes closed.

"Grand elder, Young sect master, Liu Ying, have you seen that? It wasn't a person. It was a puppet! Someone is trying to harm Mu Clan, please let us go!" A lady exclaimed, feeling pain in her knees, hope in her dried, tearful eyes, expecting them to let Mu clan go.

They didn't dare stand up without getting their mercy!

"Haha, what do you say Mu Patriarch?" Zhen Jie said, looking excited for his reply.

Mu Hui also looked over; Mu Clan is getting toyed with. That old man is a puppet, controlled by someone, due to which almost 100 people died, and the entire Mu Clan knelt down with utter humiliation!

"Hahaha, you pathetic fools, you really don't think Mu patriarch doesn't know? Even the elders knew about it," Le Yang said laughingly, glanced over the entire room with amusement.

Everyone looked over at Mu Patriarch and the elders with shock. Liu Ying and Mu Hui were also in disbelief!

"I, and all the elders, already knew about the puppet the moment it entered the room and took the seat." Mu Patriarch replied, feeling drained, his reply silenced the room.

Everyone understood that the Holy Sword Sect was already prepared to kill and humiliate them from the beginning. Even though they aren't wrong, they have to be silent!

This is the world where power rules, even knowing they aren't wrong, they have to bear the pain to survive!

End of the chapter._____________________________________________

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