Kane descended from the sky, his eyes scanning the ground below with a calculating gaze. As he landed, he took in the carnage before him, his expression unchanging. His disciples lay broken and battered, their bodies torn apart by brutal force.
At the entrance, Kane saw a scene of utter carnage. Heads were severed, bodies mutilated, and limbs torn asunder. The air reeked of death and the cries of the dying filled his ears, but Kane's face remained impassive.
As he walked through the gates, Kane's eyes widened slightly, his mind processing the scale of the devastation. Disciples were raped, their bodies broken and bleeding. Others were handicapped, their limbs twisted at unnatural angles. The injured disciples desperately tried to tend to their fallen brethren, but Kane saw no point in their efforts.
Kane's gaze swept across the lawns, taking in the sea of blood and bodies. The sound of screams and wails filled the air, but he tuned it out, focusing on the task at hand. Disciples were reduced to mere corpses, their bodies piled high like a gruesome mountain.
As he walked deeper into the sect, the horrors intensified. Disciples were impaled on stakes, their bodies charred and blackened. Others hung from trees, their limbs twisted in unnatural positions. Kane's eyes took it all in, his mind working overtime to process the information.
He saw no point in emotional attachment or sentimental weakness.
Kane's eyes narrowed as he scanned the devastated sect, his mind racing with strategies and countermeasures. For the first time, he felt a spark of anger ignite within him. "Which motherfucker did this?" he thought, his eyes blazing with intensity. "My plans, my future, all destroyed by some humans..."
As he surveyed the area, his gaze landed on Ling Xiao, his face bandaged and his skull seemingly broken. Kane strode towards him, his expression unyielding. Ling Xiao was on the verge of death, but Kane's arrival brought a glimmer of hope.
Without hesitation, Kane administered a pill to Ling Xiao, who began to glow with a soft, golden light. His eyes flickered open, and he gazed up at Kane with a mix of fear and gratitude.
"Elder Fang Lin...help...everyone is in trouble..." Ling Xiao's voice was weak, but his words sent a surge of urgency through Kane.
As Ling Xiao regained his bearings, his fear gave way to a calm determination. "I think it's already late, Elder Fang Lin," he said, his eyes scanning the ruins of the sect.
Kane's expression turned glacial. "What happened here, Ling Xiao?" he demanded, his voice low and deadly.
Ling Xiao's voice trembled as he recounted the events. "Some people from a big clan came here...started killing and destroying...one guy was calling Senior Sister Qing Yu to come with him..."
Kane's eyes flashed with anger, his mind racing with the implications. Who was behind this attack? And what did they want with Qing Yu?
Kane's eyes gleamed with calculation as he conversed with Ling Xiao, his mind racing with the possibilities. He called upon the System, inquiring about the progress of their integration. "98% completed," the System responded, its digital voice devoid of emotion.
Kane's thoughts turned to the potential benefits of complete integration. He could summon Lucifer, harnessing the power of the mountain of dead corpses. But his musings were interrupted by San Fe's arrival, her breathing labored as she pleaded for more pills to heal the injured.
Kane handed her a bag of pills, its quantity surprising her. But her expression turned grave as she revealed Qing Yu's true identity: Lei Zhao Min, a member of the Lei Family. They had come to reclaim her, San Fe explained.
Kane's laughter echoed through the air, a cold, mirthless sound. "When life goes smoothly, something bad always happens," he said, his voice dripping with malevolence. "But when a kid destroys your toy, your masterpiece, your obsession... and steals your most prized possession..."
His eyes gleamed with a sinister light, as if the very thought was a delicious poison spreading through his veins.
"You don't just take it back," Kane continued, his voice low and menacing. "You don't just punish the kid. No... you unleash hell upon him. You destroy his toys, his world, his everything. You take away his sense of security, his comfort, his sanity."
San Fe's skin crawled as Kane's words painted a vivid picture of unadulterated chaos.
"And then," Kane whispered, his breath cold and calculated, "you take him apart, piece by piece, until he's nothing but a mere puppet, a plaything for your amusement. And finally, you make him beg for mercy, beg for death... before you grant him the sweet release of oblivion."
The air seemed to grow colder, the shadows deepening as if darkness itself was feeding off Kane's words. San Fe trembled, her heart racing with fear, as she realized that Kane's wrath was not just a storm, but a catastrophic reckoning.
"You see, San Fe," Kane said, his voice dripping with malice, "I will not just destroy the Lei Family. I will annihilate them, leaving nothing but ashes and blood in my wake. And as for Qing Yu... she is my toy i won't let anyone take it away from me."