"So you guys showed up." Pol glanced at Tai, who was also looking straight at him.
Tai then turned toward Kal and Nakal. "I actually can't believe you guys would join hands with the demon sect."
"Stop talking and kill them quickly!" Rag didn't talk much and came straight before Kal.
Kal didn't turn around, but he swung his hammer at Rag's fist at an extreme speed.
BANG
That quickly announced the start of their all-out clash.
The ancestors rushed at each other; Vik went to kill Kal, and Galibar readied himself to attack Brustiar.
Brustiar looked at Galibar and said to Gravitar solemnly. "You should leave and watch over the family. You might get injured."
Brustiar was worried about Gravitar, as he wasn't in the Nascent Soul Realm and didn't have the strength like the monster Vik to compete against the big guys.
"Okay, but be careful." Gravitar nodded his head and left the place. He knew he wasn't strong enough to fight anyone here. He should rather go to the family and wait for any potential attack from the snake that was hiding.
Brustiar took out his sword and said to Galibar. "I won't ho-"
Brustiar wasn't able to finish his sentence when suddenly he felt fetal danger coming from behind him. He turned around and was swinging his sword with full strength.
BANG
Brustiar's eyes widened in surprise because he didn't know the person in front of him. But when he looked carefully at the spear his sword had clashed with, he knew who it was. "You are from the PoisonFire Clan!"
"Die!" Muril looked at Brustiar sternly and made a flurry of thrusts.
Brustiar replied back with his own attacks.
As they were about to get absorbed in their fight, Brustiar got reminded of someone else.
"Buddy, you seem to have forgotten about me." Galibar's calm voice entered his ears from the back.
Bam
Galibar's punch sent Brustiar away, smashing him against an intact building.
"You must be the patriarch of the Ragingwave Clan, Galibar." Muril didn't rush at Brustiar; instead, he talked to Galibar. He wanted to know if it was an ally or not.
"Yes, and you might be..." Galibar asked back, curious about Muril's identity.
Muril spoke with a stern face. "I am Muril, one of the elders at PoisonFire Clan, the father of Mike."
"Oh," Galibar didn't get much surprised as he was almost able to guess who it was.
At that moment, Brustiar rose up from the rubble without any injury to his body and looked at Muril. "You might have gotten the wrong idea, we were framed into this situation, but you won't believe whatever we say now."
Saying that Brustiar's eyes drifted toward Kal, who was fighting Vik casually.
"What is it? Do you think those demon cultivators will help you? Wrong! They will now think of how to save their lives." Muril spoke with a rare smile on his face.
Brustiar was dumbfounded when he saw Muril getting the wrong idea, but it surprisingly revealed something.
"Who are you!?" Suddenly, everyone heard Kal's shout, which brought everyone's attention.
In the sky, someone else was fighting against Kal. He was old and had a skinny body, but the pressure he emitted was no less than Kal's.
Brustiar knew the situation had turned worse, so he attacked Muril without saying anything, but Galibar came in time to save him.
'This is annoying.' Brustiar gritted his teeth and went to fight with everything he had.
…
"Ohh…. They are all here. These guys are all big figures with strength that I once yearned for, but now it is nothing but a mere short time before I will be on the same strength level as them." Gale said, looking at their fight from a certain distance and commenting on himself.
He put the mask away because he was about to do something here and he didn't want his Reg identity to get smeared with suspicion. Then he glanced at the surrounding destruction that their fight was causing and said with compassion. "So many crumbled buildings, roads hard to spot, dead bodies of every age demographic—such deadly havoc. Even after Vik evacuated the people earlier, so many died."
After dropping off Fiona at IceFire Clan, Gale saw many refugees surrounding the IceFire Clan. Maybe Vik had thought through this earlier, as IceFire Clan was the only one that treated ordinary people decently. Also, Burnheart and Ragingwave were in dangerous situations themselves.
However, Vik wasn't fast enough, as he also couldn't have predicted the fight would escalate this quickly. Many people were still left out in the open and got crushed to death in the aftermath of their fight.
Gale looked at the sky and the ground where their fight had heated up.
He first checked Kal's information.
[ Kal (Fourth Stage Nascent Soul Realm): An inner elder at the Demon Blight Sect. He has a passion for deflowering virgin beautiful girls. He is also a very sadistic person who would torture girls while having sex with them. It is so severe that with every session, one girl would die. He is considering signaling the sect for reinforcements. ]
'Are everyone from the Demon Blight Sect scums?' Gale was very dumbfounded after he finished reading that.
Gale decided to be very worried about the Demon Blight Sect, as they might do anything to his girls.
Then he looked at the rest and summed up what he read.
'These ancestors are all in the Nascent Soul Realm. Their leader, Pol, and Tai are at the Third Stage Nascent Soul Realm, while the others are at the Second Stage Nascent Soul Realm.' Gale then shifted his focus to the PoisonFire duo.
'Ehh…This Muril is in the First Stage Nascent Soul Realm, and Maga, Mike's grandfather, is in the Fourth Stage Nascent Soul Realm. They are really ahead of this town in terms of combat strength.' Gale was a bit surprised seeing their cultivation realm.
He heard the towns surrounding theirs were better than theirs, but not to this level.
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