Chapter 15:CRIMSON DESCENT
The courtyard of the Miezu Clan echoed with cruel laughter as Miezu Xuan stood beside Hei Meng and Qing Tian. The three had just concluded their "entertainment," their expressions filled with satisfaction.
Miezu Xuan glanced at them with a faint, sinister smile. "Did you both enjoy yourselves?"
Qing Tian chuckled darkly. "Enjoy? It was far more than that. Watching that so-called genius reduced to nothing was truly satisfying. I only regret not making him suffer longer."
Hei Meng nodded in agreement. "Indeed. Today has been one of the most delightful days of my life. Seeing hope drain from that trash's presence was… unforgettable."
Miezu Xuan's smile widened. "Good. A worm like Hao Chen deserves nothing less."
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Later that morning, as Hei Meng and Qing Tian returned to their residence, a gentle knock sounded on Miezu Xuan's door.
"Grandchild, your grandfather is here."
Miezu Xuan immediately opened the door and bowed respectfully. "Good morning, Grandpa. Please, come in and have a seat."
Miezu Shen stepped inside but waved his hand dismissively. "There is no need. I will not stay long. Tell me—are you finished with Hao Chen? If so, I shall burn his body and extract his soul. His immortal soul will make an excellent core for my human puppet."
A glint of excitement flashed across Miezu Xuan's face. "A brilliant idea, Grandpa. Yes, I am done with that trash. You may dispose of that dog as you see fit."
"Very well," Miezu Shen replied, turning away. "Watch closely. This will be a lesson in true craftsmanship."
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Deep within the Miezu Clan's dungeon, the air was thick with dampness and despair. Chains bound Hao Chen's battered body, his clothes soaked in blood. Though sightless, a faint smile of defiance lingered on his face.
This is not my fate… he thought calmly. Mother, Father, my clan… wait for me. I will return. Yue'er…
The iron door creaked open as Miezu Shen entered, his presence suffocating the chamber. He looked down at Hao Chen as one might regard a worthless insect.
"So this is the famed genius," he sneered. "How pitiful. I expected someone worthy of my attention, not a broken wretch clinging to life."
Without warning, he kicked Hao Chen's ribs. The dull impact echoed through the dungeon, but Hao Chen did not make a sound.
"You should be grateful," Miezu Shen continued mockingly. "My grandchild was merciful enough to keep you alive this long."
Even without sight, Hao Chen calmly sensed their presence through his spiritual perception, remaining silent.
"Still defiant?" Miezu Shen laughed. "Good. That spirit will make your eternal servitude more satisfying."
At that moment, the dungeon door opened again. Miezu Xuan, Hei Meng, and Qing Tian entered.
"Is he still alive?" Qing Tian asked coldly. "Like a cockroach refusing to die."
"He is worse than a cockroach," Hei Meng said. "Just filth beneath our feet."
Miezu Xuan stepped forward. "Hao Chen, your existence has always been an insult to the Miezu Clan. Today, even your soul will belong to us."
Soon after, Miezu Hai, the clan patriarch, entered.
"Greetings, Patriarch," they said.
"Good," Miezu Hai replied. "Mercy toward enemies is weakness. Erase him completely."
Miezu Shen nodded. "His immortal soul will serve a greater purpose."
Hao Chen finally spoke, his voice hoarse but filled with restrained fury.
"You… will pay for this."
The chamber erupted in laughter.
"Pay?" Miezu Xuan mocked. "With what?
Your pride? Or your parents who begged like dogs at our gates?"
Miezu Hai added coldly, "We sent them away in disgrace. Their despair was entertaining."
A violent killing intent surged from Hao Chen's spiritual sense.
How dare you.....Hao Chen said.
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"Enough," Miezu Shen said. "Let us end this."
With a casual gesture, Hao Chen's body rose into the air. Dark flames engulfed him, and within moments, his physical body turned to ashes.
Cruel laughter filled the dungeon.
From the drifting ashes, Hao Chen's translucent soul emerged, struggling to escape. But under Miezu Shen's overwhelming pressure, he was completely immobilized.
Miezu Xuan smiled coldly. "Even in death, you are powerless."
Hei Meng laughed. "A fitting fate for someone beneath us."
Hao Chen's voice echoed with fury. "I swear… even if it takes eternity, I will destroy you all!"
Miezu Shen smiled faintly. "You will not even have the freedom to hate us anymore."
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Miezu Shen formed hand seals. Dark energy gathered, revealing a grotesque humanoid puppet covered in ancient runes.
"This masterpiece will house your soul," he said. "You will retain your talent, but not your will. You will become our eternal weapon."
Miezu Xuan studied it. "Is it truly undetectable, Grandpa?"
"Unless one surpasses me, no one will see through it."
Qing Tian smirked. "A genius reduced to a puppet… how fitting."
Ignoring them, Miezu Shen seized Hao Chen's soul.
Hao Chen shouted one final time:
"One day… the heavens will witness your downfall! The Miezu Clan will pay a MillionthFold!"
His voice was cut off as his soul was sealed inside the puppet. The runes dimmed.
"It is done," Miezu Shen said calmly.
Miezu Xuan looked at the puppet. "From genius to slave."
Dark laughter filled the dungeon.
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Far away, space tore open above a desolate mountain range. A portal appeared, and ten figures stepped out.
The Chi Clan of the Crimson Race had arrived.
Leading them were Chi Ji Han and Chi Po, both Quasi-Immortal beings. The others stood at Dao Fusion Peak.
"This planet is pathetic," Chi Po said coldly. "The Dao energy is weak."
"Then the slaughter will be easy," Chi Ji Han replied.
Their mission was simple—kill humans, harvest souls and blood, and capture women for their young master.
"An unvigintillion Rayos lives," Chi Po said casually.
Chi Ji Han laughed. "Too easy."
They soared forward.
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Meanwhile, Mei Lin and Wang Shun stood in silence.
"Should we try again?" Mei Lin whispered.
"Not yet," Wang Shun replied. "We must wait."
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High above the Tang Clan, Chi Po stopped.
"There. Our first harvest."
The sky turned crimson as they descended.
"Who are you?" Tang Jun asked.
"Trash," Chi Po replied.
A single pressure crushed the entire Tang Clan to their knees. Blood spilled from their mouths.
"Quasi-Immortal…" someone whispered in despair.
"We only want your lives," Chi Po said calmly.
Chi Ji Han opened a portal and abducted several women.
Their screams echoed.
Then Chi Po ended the entire clan with a single thought.
Silence fell.
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Chi Po paused.
"It would be wasteful to leave anything behind."
He raised his hand.
A sea of crimson flames descended upon the Tang Clan territory.
Houses collapsed. Training grounds burned. Ancestral halls turned to ash. The entire region became a blazing inferno.
Chi Po watched calmly. "Now nothing remains."
Chi Ji Han chuckled. "Perfect destruction."
The captured women wept silently as they watched their homeland vanish.
Chi Po turned away. "Let's move."
The Chi Clan vanished into the sky, leaving only scorched ruins behind.