Chronicles Of The Shura Clan 124 The Ultimatum

Soon, all the demonic black lightning clouds receded back into Ling Lei's body as though it has never appeared in the first place. It was as if it was all in illusion, a bad dream.

However, the damage left by the demonic black lightning cloud proved them otherwise as it was still visible for them to see.

All the once green lands of the earth were no more than ash and charcoal. The air was heavy with the smell of burnt flesh.

The ground was littered with the corpses of the Yan Imperial soldiers. They all died in the most agonizing and excruciating way.

Their clothes were completely burnt up and their bodies burnt black like overcook meats. Some of the dead bodies even had smoke coming out of them.

Some were already turned into ashes and blown away by the gentle breeze. There was nothing left of them in this world.

At this moment, the entire area fell into an absolute stillness. Not a sound could be heard either close at hand or in the far off distance.

This moment was like a frozen painting, a scene that would be engraved in the minds of many people for the rest of their lives. Some would even have nightmares from this event.

This was the most terrifying thing they had ever experienced in their lives.

The lucky survivors were horrified; their legs grew weak as they sat straight down on the ground. They would never forget today's scene.

Remembering Ling Lei's expression when he was incinerating their comrades with his demonic black lightning cloud, they couldn't help but tremble. He was simply a devil, a matchless devil of cruelty.

The pale and ashy faces of those who were sitting on the ground widened their eyes and glanced at each other in confusion.

They couldn't imagine such a result. There were more tens of thousands of soldiers assaulting and putting pressure on the Heavenly Demon Sect in the front line, but now they were all burnt into nothingness.

And all of these were caused by a single devil looking youth.

Many of the Yan Imperial soldiers at this time didn't dare to meet Ling Lei's gaze, afraid he would chase after them and unleashed that devilish skill of his again.

Not to mention the Yan Imperial soldiers, even the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect became pale with horror while their hearts throbbed after seeing this scene, including Ling Xiao, Ling Chen's big brother.

They shivered at the thought that even Martial Emperor powerhouses were incinerated by the demonic black lightning cloud; how fierce was this boy?

Even the 7th imperial Prince that was fighting toe to toe with Ling Xiao was not spared and suffered the same fate as the rest of the unlucky Yan Imperial soldiers.

At the same time, many of the disciples secretly felt glad that the devilish youth wasn't their enemy. Otherwise, it would have been them lying on the ground with their corpses completely burnt up.

"Oh mother, this brat is truly the devil. Who is he?. Asked one of the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect with a horrified look on his face after he finally woke up from his daze. Such a young yet devilish person couldn't possibly be unknown.

"I heard he called the 2nd young master Ling Xiao uncle." Answered another one in a quivering voice as well as a confused look on his face.

He didn't remember the sect master having a grandson.

"I don't care who he is, as long as he isn't our enemy." Another disciple exclaimed in shock.

The fate of the Yan Imperial soldiers was enough to show how cruel and brutal that red hair youth was.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect is truly unbelievable. No wonder they called them the Fangs of the evil sects." One of the spectators said in a trembling voice.

Remembering the scene where the Yan Imperial soldiers were being electrocuted and burnt to death by the demonic black Lightning cloud, they couldn't help but shiver.

They all secretly felt a cold chill and praised their fortune that they didn't offend the Heavenly Demon Sect. Otherwise, they would have suffered an untimely doom

This was too domineering; they had never seen a grand army of more than hundreds of thousands of soldiers get destroyed in one attack without even having the chance to fight back.

Under this demonic black lightning clouds, whether it was the imperial princes, the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, and even the mounts became ashes in an instant.

"Utter annihilation !" Many looked at the ground that was now turned into ash and charcoal, then they looked at the burnt corpses of the Yan Imperial soldiers. They felt their entire bodies become slowly drenched in a cold sweat.

"This is a dangerous youth." A person whispered and shivered. This gruesome scene was enough to send shivers down anyone's spine.

They couldn't believe that one little devilish youth had brought the hot-blooded Yan Imperial army to his knees.

To make matter worse, he didn't even need five minutes to do so. No, he didn't even require a minute. He just released the corrosive dark energy mixed with black lightning and more than half of the Army was incinerated; this scene was too impressive and hellish.

Such a method was an art of cruelty. Direct, simple, and it intimidated the hearts of spectators, not to mention the surviving soldiers. Furthermore, it also broke their will their fight.

"This kid is too vicious." Seeing how Ling Lei had burnt more than a hundred thousand soldiers without batting eye, one of the nine surviving members of the twelve pillars commented with a dimmed expression.

He was truly downright horrifying.

Even after killing more than a hundred thousand Yan Imperial soldiers with his demonic black lightning cloud, Ling Lei had a disappointed look on his face as he looked around at everyone before fixing his gaze upon one of the surviving imperial princes. He then slowly said in cold emotionless tone: " That wasn't fun at all."

The Yan Imperial prince's expression changed after being fixated upon by Ling Lei's gaze; the person was clearly provoking him. This was a great humiliation to the arrogant prince, but he also knew that this kid was very powerful and cruel as such he didn't dare to say anything or make any reckless move.

"Grandfather, you need any help?" Flatly asked Ling Lei in a cold and emotionless voice as he looked up. He was still as carefree as ever.

Even when he called Grandfather, there still wasn't a hint of familial love or respect in his voice. To him, the word grandfather was like any other word.

However, before Ling Tian could even answer;

"Little devil, don't get ahead yourself otherwise you'll suffer the consequences." Yelled out one of the remaining twelve pillars in an enraged voice.

Personally witnessing a tragedy like this made his heart bleed. More than half of their army was killed by that little bastard. He wanted nothing more but to kill that little bastard with his own hand.

However, he couldn't. The remaining nine of them were barely enough to keep that monster Ling Tian at bay.

Suddenly;

"Otherwise what!"

A voice, akin to thunder rang across the sky; no one could resist the authority contained within it. It pierced straight to the soul.

Due to this voice, even the remaining nine pillars couldn't help but shiver as their limbs went limp.

In the vault of heaven, clouds scudded across as a small figure stood proudly straight with his white robe fluttered in the air. He carried a majestic air like the ruler of the universe as he emitted a peerless aura.

"This was is over. You all have two choices, surrender or suffer the same fate as your Martial Saint." Ling Chen said as he looked at the stunned faces of these soldiers.

Finished speaking, He raised the head of Yan Zuntian in the air. Yan Zuntian died with his eyes wide open.

Seeing the head this person, Not mention the Yan Imperial soldiers, even the remaining members of the twelve pillars felt a chill in their hearts. How powerful was Yan Zuntian? He was one of the two most powerful humans in the Heaven Desolate Region. Yet today, his head was being used as a trophy by a youth.

"The choice is yours." Ling Chen added as he dropped the head of Yan Zuntian on the ground.

At this moment, Ling Chen wasn't in the mood to fight. Especially after being humiliated by that mysterious powerhouse. He realized that he was still fog in a pond.

Furthermore, after breaking through the Martial Saint realm, absorbing the life essence of warriors beneath the Martial Saint realm didn't do much for him, no matter how many they were.

If he wanted to get to stronger, he'd have to kill and absorb the life force of Martial Saint powerhouse and above.

Chapter end