CHAPTER 81: TANG CLAN.2

T.P.P

He holds his Heart Beat in his hands as her breath declined.

Just before she gives up the ghost, with a silent voice, she utters;

"Falcon Sect."

And she breathes her last, that was it.

She was gone, never to be spoken to again.

Her pretty voice never to be heard again.

He removes the thick gloves of his hands.

He holds her hand, skin to skin.

"Rohli?" He calls out to her as tear flow down his eyes. His voice as heavy a boulder placed on a humans back.

His throat choked up as if his heart was stuck there.

"R... Rohli?" He calls out again, as if in disbelief.

He continued for a while and of course, there was no response each time.

He began crying his heart out.

His tears filled with poison sizzled on her skin as it lands.

He cries over her for about two hours.

After there was no more tear to shed he sits on the ground, his eyes peeled out looking at her dead body before him.

He had covered her up with a blanket.

He was not ready to bury her, but he had to.

For her soul to rest in peace as they believed.

It was around 3am in the Morning when he finally mustered the courage to bury her.

Just two meters from the little wooden building they stayed under a tree, he dug a grave, buried her, made a prayer and sat there with his eyes closed, for another one hour.

After about one hour his eyes opened glowing dark green.

"Falcon Sect!." He utters.

He gets up to his feet, his aura oozing out like a dam which was just opened.

Every thing around him began to die.

He maintained his aura and the Ki emitting from him away from the tree where he buried his wife.

Every other living thing around him slowly withered and died.

He walked.

The heavy wrappings on his body dropping with every step.

By the time he had walked fifteen meters every clothing on him had completely dropped.

He now walked completely naked under the night sky.

His beautiful physique radiating under the moonlight.

Step by step he made his way, towards the Falcon Sect.

He walked for about two hours and the day slowly began to break.

He was naked and the sun was rising but why should he be bothered about that?

Walking through an open field a few people who passed by him suddenly dropped to the ground a second later and died.

He had intentionally walked through the fields rather than the town to prevent the death of innocent people but if he by chance still came across humans then so be it.

His head down, steadily he made his way to the Falcon Sect.

He climbed up a hill and another one hour now midway through 7am he arrived at a massive gate.

At the top of the gate was a massive sign post reading;

"Falcon Sect."

The guards who stood by approached him but as they got near they suddenly started choking and they fell to the ground dead.

Slowly their bodies withered.

He places his hand on the huge gate and after a second he emits a huge blast of energy from his palm which blasts the gate off its hinges.

It collapses on some people who were within range crushing few of them to death.

The ones who survived died not too long after since he walked in and they died by the poison from his aura and Ki.

As he walked through people fell.

They began running away.

"Monster! Monster!" they yelled as they ran for shelter.

With his head still down, he says in a low tone, barely enough for anyone to hear.

"Run away now if you do not want to die."

As chaos ensued a few brave disciples at the Late Peak realm decided to confront him, but that was the biggest mistake of their lives.

As soon as they got within a two meters radius from his body they dropped and started convulsing.

Not long after they lost their lives.

He kept walking forward when four elderly male and one elderly female figure lands from the sky surrounding him.

They were all Martial Masters.

As soon as they hit the ground they immediately back off sensing poison.

They were confused as to what they were witnessing.

A male with shining black hair, completely naked with well defined muscles.

He looked depressed.

"Did...

No, no one here is strong enough to over power my wife.

Leave now if you want to live." He says with his head still down.

One of them attempts to attack him by throwing his sword at him.

He catches it and throws it back at him.

The sword lands right into his forehead.

"I sense hostility." He says with a low tone.

He dashes towards one of them, the female.

He grabs her by the neck as he raises her up.

"How would you feel if you were assaulted?

How would you feel if you were molested and raped?" He asks her as she shakes convulsing in his hand.

He didn’t look up when speaking to her.

He always looked down.

After about four seconds it was over, she was dead.

He throws her to the side as if throwing away trash.

Slowly he turns toward the remaining three.

Fear written all over their faces they trembled.

"Wh... what do you want?" One of them asks.

With his voice getting louder with each word he says;

"What I want is simple.

I only want to meet the one... no, the people who were so evil to commit such an atrocity."

As he yells his aura spreads more capturing all three of them.

They weren’t even given the chance to respond before they dropped dead.

"Ohhh, sorry about that, you hadn’t replied." He says with his head still down and keeps walking.

Slowly he approaches a building and standing at the roof top was an elderly male figure.

"Who are you and What do you find here?" The male figure asks the Founding Patriarch.

"A Supreme Peak I see." The Founding Patriarch says with his head still down.

Three male figures walk out the door of the building.

It was the Sect Master and his two brothers.

They were all mid stage GrandMasters.

As they step out his eyes light up as he lifts his head for the first time since leaving his wife to look at them.

"That scent, it was you." He says out loud.

"Huh? what is he talking about about?" One of them asks.

"Who is this Grand Elder?" The Sect Master asks the elderly male figure on the roof top.

"I also have no idea Sect Master." The Grand Elder replies the Sect Master.

"Y...you... did you do anything to a female who stays a few kilometres do...down the hill?" The Founding Patriarch ask, his voice shaking.

"Lady? do you know any lady left guardian?" The Sects Master asks the Male by his left.

"What lady? aren’t we all virgins brother?

Maybe the Right Guardian knows something."

"Ohh c’mon brother, as you know I have never even spoken to a girl all my life." The Male by the Sect Masters right says and the three burst out laughing mocking the Founding Patriarch.

"Yo... you animals!" The Founding Patriarch yells as he dashes towards the three.

Before he could reach them the Grand Elder comes kicking him away in his belly.

He crashes into a building.

On his knees he coughs out blood unto the ground.

The Grand Elder feels a painful sensation on the leg he used to hit him.

He looks and sees his skin around his leg has been ripped off.

He goes to one knee groaning in pain.

"Ughhh, how?" Th Grand Elder groans.

Coming out of the building was the founding Patriach with a flap of skin on his left hand.

He throws the skin away and cleans the blood off his mouth.

He puts his right leg forward and his right arm up in an almost clenched fist.

His left hand was also quite up but backwards.

He stood in a boxing stance as he said;

"Come on, lets go again."

The Grand Elder looks at him with anger.

He rises to his feet and pulls out his sword.

He dashes at him at incredible speed.

The Founding Patriarch had no weapon so he mostly dodged.

Using Ki to wrap his arms and legs he did clash with the sword of the Grand Elder from time to time.

The power of the Grand Elder was too strong.

The sword always penetrated his Ki though the Ki wrapping did slow the momentum a lot.

Cuts were made but somehow, they healed.

Even the Founding Patriarch was shocked.

It was something he wasn’t aware of.

As soon as he found this out he began fighting more viciously.

Gradually he started pushing the Grand Elder back.

The Grand Elder was using Ki to protect himself from the poisonous Ki of the Founding Patriarch.

And the ones that goes in though his nostrils or mouth he actively pushed out his system with his Ki.

The fight continued for a while as the three watched from afar not being able to interfere with this fight.

The Grand Elder was obviously faster but now, the Founding Patriarch was faster.

The gap kept increasing as the fight went on.

The Founding Patriarch, he was growing.

This was his first ever life or death fight and through it he grew exponentially.

Pushing back the Grand Elder with kicks and punches finally he breaks the sword of the Grand Elder.

A shard flew in the air and as it fell the Founding Patriarch kicks the shard which pierces through the weakened Ki of the Grand Elder and stabs him in the neck.

The Founding Patriarch rushes towards the Grand Elder and grabs him by the neck.

Looking right into his eyes, with a low voice he said to the Grand Elder;

"You will not die now."

He infuses poison into the Grand Elder and seals the wound.

He lets him go and The Grand Elder drops to the ground shaking.

Slowly he turns to the other three and with a terrifying glare he says;

"It is your turn."