C10 A Story That Was Instantly Finished

At that moment, Duan Tonglee's hair and beard bristled as an unparalleled surge of Genuine Qi exploded outwards, reducing the piece of paper on the ground to dust in an instant.

"Cough... You... Stop!"

Duan Tongxuan coughed up blood. The paper had been instrumental in his breakthrough to a higher realm; it was a treasure, now destroyed before his eyes, causing him heart-wrenching pain.

Duan Tonglee's murderous aura was palpable as he turned to face Duan Tongxuan. "The supreme path in this world is that of the devil. How could there be anything that suppresses the Devil's Dao? Who wrote this? I will personally execute him to prove the might of the Devil's Dao!"

Duan Tongxuan gave a dismissive snort. "The Devil's Dao is nothing but a crooked path. You don't even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as the author of the Spirit of The Tao. He could crush you with a flick of his finger."

"Ridiculous!" Duan Tonglee's gaze hardened, his sword's edge pressing against Duan Tongxuan's throat. "Tell me where he is. I'm going to kill him right now!"

"Release my father, and I will take you to him!"

In that instant, Duan Rou burst forth from her hiding place within the house.

Duan Rou harbored no concern that Jee Faang wouldn't be able to handle Duan Tonglee, a high-ranking practitioner from the Demon Sect. After all, Jee Faang had effortlessly penned the Spirit of The Tao, aiding her father's ascension to the Awakened realm. Duan Tonglee was no match for him.

Her only worry was that she might incur the ire of the venerable master for disturbing his tranquility.

Yet, with the Duan family in peril, she was prepared to face the consequences, even if it meant death as penance for her intrusion.

"Fine, lead the way!"

With that, he seized Duan Rou and swiftly departed.

Struggling to his feet, Duan Tongxuan, concerned for Duan Rou's safety, suppressed his pain and followed them.

Meanwhile, Jee Faang, out for a leisurely stroll, suddenly sneezed twice.

"Who could be thinking of me now?"

Little did he know that Duan Rou was on her way with a Demon Sect expert intent on taking his life. Had he been aware, he might have unleashed a tirade against Duan Rou's ancestors before hastily forsaking his wealth and fleeing.

"This place?" Duan Tonglee clutched Duan Rou's arm, standing at the entrance of the Tiny Herb Hall, his brow furrowed in confusion.

Duan Rou nodded in confirmation.

A master residing in such a bustling market district?

"You should flee. The elder's skills are far beyond yours; you stand no chance against him," Duan Rou advised earnestly.

Duan Tonglee let out a dismissive snort.

His abilities were fully awakened, and he was not without his own formidable techniques. He was eager to see just how impressive this individual could be.

"I, the Blood Devil King of the Demon Sect, have arrived. Whoever is inside, show yourself immediately!"

Duan Tonglee's voice, amplified by his spiritual energy, penetrated the walls of the room.

Yet, the anticipated scene of the elder storming out in a fury did not unfold.

Instead, there was an eerie silence, with not even a whisper of a response.

Impossible!

Could it be... could it be that no one was home?

Throughout the journey, Duan Rou had envisioned numerous scenarios, including the senior taking her life in a fit of rage, but she could never have imagined that he would not be present.

"Young Master Jee... Senior Jee?"

Duan Rou approached the door, knocking and calling out several times.

Still, there was no sign of life from within.

Without the senior, who could possibly resolve the dire situation facing the Duan family today? Soon, Duan Tonglee would undoubtedly return to the Duan family and carry out a massacre.

Duan Tonglee scoffed. "You claim the elder isn't home, or perhaps he heard of my arrival and fled in fear. Ha... I'll just level this place and see if that spineless turtle dares to show his face."

With that, he concentrated his spiritual energy into his hands, creating a dazzling orb of light, poised to strike.

The light was so intense that it bathed the entire street in a glow akin to broad daylight. This attack would not only obliterate Jee Faang's shop but also level the surrounding area.

"No!"

Duan Rou's cry rang out desperately. The senior had shown her kindness, a debt she could never repay. If Duan Tonglee destroyed this place, she would never be able to redeem herself, even in death.

"Screech ~ ~ ~"

Suddenly, an unexpected, melodious bird call pierced the silence.

A vibrantly colored bird with elongated tail feathers perched atop the wall. Its captivating eyes emitted a deep blue glow that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Could an ordinary wild bird actually transform into a demon?" Duan Tonglee wondered with a hint of fascination.

This was no ordinary bird; it surely had become a demon. Duan Rou believed it must be a creature kept by a senior.

"This bird is a master..."

"Who cares whose it is! Die!"

Duan Tonglee's malevolent energy surged, his aura formidable.

Whoosh!

He hurled a condensed orb of light straight at the colorful bird.

Gale-force winds erupted, thick with murderous intent.

Yet, the bird remained still, as if oblivious to the assault. To Duan Rou, however, it seemed the bird's presence now overshadowed his own.

With a human-like sneer of contempt, the bird flicked its wings, and a flurry of light blades zipped toward Duan Tonglee.

Puchi...

Duan Tonglee was powerless to defend himself, helplessly watching the blades penetrate his flesh and vanish.

"How... How is this possible!?"

Boom!

Suddenly, he burst into flames, his body engulfed in a white inferno.

As the fire subsided, Duan Tonglee's form had disintegrated into ash, scattered by the breeze.

Duan Rou stood there, stunned.

"Is it... over just like that?"

"A Demon Sect master obliterated in a moment by a bird?"

"If I hadn't witnessed it myself, who would ever believe it?"