Demon Immortal



The patriarch didn't know how his clan offended such a character. He was really unwilling. Right now, he didn't even want his son to seek vengeance. He would be glad if those who escaped carried on the Wang name and prospered with the help of his son. 

He could only hope that his son would be smart enough to realize that vengeance was not really possible in the current circumstances. Even if his son's cultivation exceeded this madman, he wasn't confident that his son could walk out alive if he confronted this madman.

He had heard about men like this madman. Those rare cultivators who could leapfrog levels and kill opponents who are stronger than them. He never expected to meet such a person in this situation. Unless his son was blessed with extraordinary luck, vengeance can only be a pipedream.

The patriarch gritted his teeth and looked ahead at the next attack that was coming. He shouted out all his frustration and unwillingness to the heavens and mobilized everything he had to resist the attack.

Alas, it wasn't enough.

The moment the attack landed, he was thrown back into the courtyard of the compound. The formation that had been operating until now broke into million pieces and shattered. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the other Wang Clan members fall down heavily injured without the ability to move.

Looking over, he saw the door of the compound shatter. A sinister figure walked through the shattered door and stepped into the Wang Clan compound. The figure swaggered in with bright eyes and a large smile on his face. At that moment, the figure looked very familiar, but he still didn't know who it was that brought the destruction of his clan.

He knew that the end was here. His eyes began to darken. Mobilizing his power and maintaining the formation for such a long time had consumed all his energy. The injuries he had suppressed so far had erupted as well. He didn't even have the energy to stand up.

Just then, he heard the sound of a sword. Then he knew no more.

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Duncan watched dispassionately as the head of the Wang Clan Patriarch rolled on the ground. His eyes were calm as if he had done something that was not important. He didn't even have the heart to say anything to the Wang Clan Patriarch.

There was some dissatisfaction in his heart.

The large smile on his face receded and his eyes dimmed a little. The fighting spirit that had been burning within him was put out immediately. He felt as if he was cheated. It was really uncomfortable.

When he broke through the formation and stepped inside the Wang Clan compound, he had been eager to fight a hearty fight. He knew that there would be no one coming to disturb them.

Since the City Lord's office hadn't moved so far, he knew that they wouldn't move until he was done with his fight. Most likely this was a result of the power grab. If not, how can no one interfere after the fight dragging on for this long?

So, Duncan was looking for the Wang Clan to put up one last desperate struggle. He wanted to fight a hearty fight and hone his sword move further. Unfortunately, his Absolute Severance sword move was still a little bit lacking. He wanted to perfect his sword move by using the rest of the Wang Clan as his whetstone.

Who knew these useless pieces of trash would all faint from internal injuries? There was no opponent to face him once he entered the compound. This really irritated Duncan a lot. 

Scanning with his spiritual consciousness, Duncan can easily tell that there was no one apart from these men in the compound. The women and children were all evacuated earlier and sent off by the Wang Clan Patriarch a week ago. Only the servants were left huddling in their quarters.

Duncan didn't want to interact with these mortals at all. He knew they would be shivering in fear and clamoring to serve him in exchange for life. He didn't want to face them right now. 

What he actually wanted was someone to fight him. 

Alas, it didn't look like he will get his wish. Irritated by the turn of events, Duncan cut off the head of the Wang Clan Patriarch without even uttering a word. 

"I will give everyone present five minutes. Leave the compound within five minutes or else you will all be buried here with the members of the Wang Clan," Duncan's dispassionate voice sounded causing the mortal servants to scramble in fear.

Within moments, they all started running towards the entrance without even pausing to look back. Duncan watched them depart dispassionately and looked around at the unconscious Wang Clan members. His lips twitched a little. 

Spreading out his consciousness, he tried to find his next target. The next moment Duncan's face became even more gloomier. A strong sense of irritation rose within him. That steward of the Wang Clan whom he wanted to kill with his own hands was lying some distance away. He was already dead. He had died from bleeding out in all orifices. 

Duncan felt as if he was cheated out. He didn't get the hearty fight he had been wanting. Even the person he wanted to kill with his own hands was now dead. Duncan took a deep breath and picked up the space ring in the hands of the Wang Clan patriarch.

He unceremoniously broke through the restriction and looked at what was present inside. Duncan felt his mood sink further. There were a lot of spirit stones and a few bottles of pill present in the ring. However, this amount was definitely less than what a patriarch of a cultivation clan would have. 

Unwilling to believe that he was that unlucky, Duncan killed the other Spirit Sea realm cultivators present and checked their rings as well. There really wasn't much in their storage rings. 

Gritting his teeth, Duncan spread out his consciousness. A clan like Wang Clan would surely have a treasury to store important items. Soon, he found the location of the treasury due to the restriction present outside it.

Duncan vanished from the spot and appeared before the restriction. He really wasn't in the mood to be delayed any longer. He slashed with his sword and the mid-tier protective formation shattered into pieces. Duncan sneered and walked into the treasury.

As expected, Patriarch Wang had indeed sent away most of the resources accumulated by the clan. The items left behind were pitifully low. With a gloomy expression on his face, Duncan swept his hand and put away everything in the room.

Duncan walked out of the mansion with a gloomy expression. His luck was really bad. He didn't know what bad luck he stepped on that he didn't get much from destroying the Wang Clan. Looking around at the fainted members of the Wang Clan, Duncan sneered.

He originally didn't want to waste time dealing with these ants. But now, his mood was not good. He really wanted to make an example of the Wang Clan. Suddenly, a thought rose in Duncan's mind.

The patriarch had most likely sent away the wealth of the clan to his son who was the most promising member of the clan. Will he be able to stimulate that boy enough that he would come in search of him? That way, after killing him he will be able to obtain the leftover wealth as well.

But, Duncan didn't have much hope for that plan. 

It was most likely that the boy would use the resources to increase his strength before coming after him. Duncan knew that not everyone was brainless and impulsive. Even if the boy wanted to come, his sect wouldn't allow him.

Still, it would be worth a shot.

With a small smile on his face, Duncan used the <Wind Chasing Steps> and appeared above the Wang Clan. The five minutes deadline he had given the servants was over. If they still remained, it wasn't his fault. 

With a demonic smile on his face, Duncan took out his sword and looked down at the Wang Clan Compound below that didn't have any movement at all. Next moment, he sent out two sword lights towards the Wang Clan compound. 

<Swordcut: Absolute Severance>

The two sword lights fell on the Wang Clan compound and absolutely devastated everything. When the dust settled, there was no Wang Clan mansion standing. Everyone who was injured and fainted was dead as well. It was like a mass burial of the entire Wang mansion.

Duncan let out a satisfied smile. He felt as if the bad breath within his heart had been expelled. A liberating feeling came over him. Destroying the Wang Clan and killing its patriarch really made him feel a lot better. He felt as if he had touched something profound. He wanted to find a quiet place and comprehend it a little better.

Duncan waved his sword a few more times toward the direction of the destroyed Wang Clan ruins and let out a satisfied smile. He suddenly felt as if someone was watching him and turned to check it out. But, he didn't find anyone. A small frown appeared on his face.

He turned and looked at the City Lord's office. He could vaguely see some figures mobilizing from there. He didn't want to get entangled with them at all. He wanted to retreat and comprehend the profound feeling a bit more. 

Duncan's figure vanished the next moment without any trace.

Captain Yu was the first to arrive on the scene. He looked at the destroyed Wang mansion and frowned. He could clearly see the four words carved with a sword on the ruins. Those words were large and very eye-catching. It was as if the person who did this was afraid no one would know it was him that did it.

But, considering the words written, Captain Yu only felt that this was natural. No wonder that person was both powerful and arrogant enough to destroy the entire Wang Clan within the city. If the words were true, then Captain Yu was glad that he didn't get tangled with this situation.

Soon, a crowd formed and everyone saw the words written. They all wore a dignified expression on their faces. Below them, four words shined brightly as if taunting them all.

Duncan, Heavenly Demon Sect

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