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A man with red hair wearing a glorious black robe. His hair and robe fluttering beautifully in the air, he stands atop a cliff overseeing the city below, below him was the bustling city of Nanjiang a place of peace and prosperity.
People with smile on their face was everywhere.
Kids playing, running around chasing each other.
Merchants haggling with their customers.
Housewives gossipping with each other.
And people in warrior clothes with weapons strapped around them occasionally appear.
All peace and fun.
The man with red hair then smiled at this sight and said.
"My, my what a fun place."
"But something is missing."
He said while putting his hand on his chin taking on a pondering posture.
Seconds later people appeared out of nowhere. They wore a white robes and looked at the Red-Hair man in anger.
"Lunatic!!"
"Surrender now to the Alliance Lunatic God!!"
The man in the lead said in fury putting his hand on the hilt of his sword ready to pull it out.
White hazy energy slowly flows through his body. The same goes for the people following him.
But the Red-Hair didn't respond to him ignoring the latter which further enraged the man.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD SURRENDER NOW!!" Shouted the man as his voice became louder that it was about 60 decibels.
He then pulled out his sword and once again further threaten the red-haired man.
"THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE!!! Surrender now or we will have to use force!!"
But even after that the red-haired man still hasn't paid attention to them.
"GRRRR!!" He grits his teeth.
"You wasted your last chance. ATTACK!!" And as his command resounded the group behind him followed his command. They then pulled out their swords and dashed at the red hair.
Faint White light enveloped their swords.
Dashing at the speed of lightning all of them rushed at the man in fury as they hold their sword in their hand ready to pierce the man.
"AAAAAAAGHHHHHH!!!"
*SWISH!*
But.
*BOOOM*
The group who rushed at the red hair was sent flying at a blinding speed.
Something then abruptly passed on the leaders side.
It was so fast that they didn't even have time to react to it.
*CRASH!!*
The leader who commanded them then turned his head and looked where the group was sent flying.
A large hole was in their torso their breath disappeared as they died within a split second.
Martial artist of White Dragon Troupe a renowned group was killed in a matter of milliseconds.
Cold sweat dripped down his face. Feeling despair.
"AH!!"
He then heard an exclaim from the Red hair.
"I know what's missing"
He said grinning like a mad man.
"That's right a little bit of sadness is needed."
The red hair then turned toward the city looking at it intensely with an evil smile on his face.
He then took on a horse stance.
Pulling his fist backward, strands of red energy then flowed towards his fist creating a red vortex within it.
[Red Triumph Fist. Red Void]
The red vortex was then released right in the direction of the city getting bigger and bigger as it closes on the people.
*SHHNGGGGG!!*
The white-robed man then despaired at the sight of it and tried to beg him to stop.
"STOP!!! PLEAASSEEE!!!Those people are innocent!!"
But it was too late.
*BOOOOOOOOOMM!!!!*
*SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH*
The red vortex then swallowed the entire city destroying everything within it like a nuclear bomb.
"NOOOOOO!!!"
"YOU LUNATIC"
*SWISH*
A red line appeared on his neck.
*THUD*
headless corpse fell to the ground. While the red hair still have a ecstatic expression on his face.
Chun Han Jin, The Lunatic God of Murim.
White Dragon Troupe(Annhilated)
Nanjing City (Annihilated)
And as the man looked at the destroyed city like it was his masterpiece a voice suddenly resounded through his head.
"It seems that you have been having a fun time."
Hearing this Chun Han Jin smiled softly and spoke.
"Ahh, death how long has it been since you have transported me to this place?.
" Two Hundred and Ninety-Nine Years my child."
"Hohoho Quite the long time."
Then for a moment, they became both silents.
"My child, do you still remember your first life?"
Death asked him.
*BOOOOM!!*
"OHH! I remember it alright."
"I remember each and every second of it"
And as his sentence came to an end Red Aura emerged from him cracking the ground and making a spiderweb-like pattern.
The air became heavy as his smiling face morphed into a lunatic one.
It was like space itself distorted from his pressure alone.
As the heavy pressure emerged the entire landscape got flattened but thankfully it disappeared quickly.
Then Death spoke once again.
"Well, today is your 300th birthday so I figured it out that I should send you back as my gift."
Hearing this Chun Han Jin smiled wildly he was then enveloped by a dark beam.
Feeling like he was pulled out from space Chun Han Jin closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them back he saw a very familiar place that he hasn't seen for the past 300 years.
Bustling city, smell of smoke from cars, tall skyscraper and people in clothing different from robes.
Taking a deep breath.
*Inhale*
*Exhale*
"Home sweet home"
Chun Han Jin, Lunatic God of Murim.
(Returned)