Rise of The Demon General-Chapter 387. Maddened Clan Master

Yan Wang gritted his teeth. He couldn’t contain the hatred and anger he had for this man before him. It took all his willpower not to rush forward and kill Amon in a single move. He did not want Amon to die that fast. He wanted the asshole to suffer.

"You fool! You have the guts to show up and confess like this. You should have fled when you have the chance," Yan Wang said.

"I did think of that as one of my options when I observed you from afar. After my observation, I decided to take the risky option, which is to confront you," Amon said. He then grinned, "The reason is that I believe I can take you down with your current condition."

Yan Wang was indeed in a terrible condition. He was already tired and wounded from his fight with the spider woman. Not to mention his mental exhaustion from witnessing the tragedy that befell his clan, and he still had multiple poisons ravaging his body. Even so, he didn’t believe he would have a problem slaying a Peak Transformation Stage cultivator.

"Do you hear that?" Amon asked.

"What are you saying?" Yan Wang asked in return.

"The despairing voices of your clansmen trapped down there. Seeing their escape path leads to a dead end while the spirit beasts are coming for them. The spirit beasts must be having a feast down there."

Yan Wang didn’t hear anything. But after listening to Amon, the faint despairing cries of his clansmen entered his ears. He knew it was just his imagination, but he couldn’t help it.

"You, bastard!" Yan Wang cursed. He was about to charge at Amon out of anger, but his Peak Spirit Stage senses detected something. He heaved. A shockwave of wind erupted from him.

"Tsk!" Amon uttered. Yan Wang noticed his trick.

Amon was using the same strategy as when he dealt with Yan Fan. He planted the Cold Stiff Poison in the explosion. At the same time, he had sprinkled this area with air-borne Fragile Bone Muscle Poison. While Yan Fan was unaware of the air-borne poison, Yan Wang’s higher cultivation detected it. He used force to push this air-borne poison away from him.

"You, evil man! I will make you pay for the tragedy you caused my clan!" Yan Wang charged forward.

Amon detected Yan Wang’s killing intent and moved before Yan Wang arrived. Yan Wang didn’t let him go. Without slowing down, he zoomed to where Amon was dodging, but Amon dodged in a different direction again. The two went into a high-speed cat-and-mouse chase.

Amon had used the body-strengthening meridian points technique. He also activated the Great Virulent Serpent. His mastery over this art had reached the Master level. When he used this art, not only was his skin turned scaly, but his face also now became serpent-like. His body mass also slightly increased, making him larger than normal. Despite becoming bigger, his speed didn’t slow. It increased instead.

This speed increase combined with the body-strengthening technique and Amon’s hyper-alertness, allowed him to dodge Yan Wang again and again.

Yan Wang was close to madness from frustration. He wanted more than anything to have Amon in his grasp and administer all kinds of painful things in him. Yet, he couldn’t lay a hand on Amon. He had already given his all, even using his movement art, but his condition was much worse than he thought.

Finally, he discarded all safety measures and used the body-strengthening meridian points technique. This caused the Cold Stiff Poison inside him to spread again, but it also granted him the speed to catch up to Amon.

He zoomed toward Amon’s side. His golden sword swung forward. He expected this slash to cut Amon’s body in half. However, when his sword connected with Amon’s left arm, its advance stopped. He looked in disbelief at Amon’s left arm, which remained intact after colliding with his golden sword. A layer of black smoke covered that arm. The smoke was dense black at first, but after the clash, it turned slightly blurry.

While Yan Wang was stunned by the unexpected situation, Amon counterattacked by thrusting his ceremonial dagger. Dense black smoke exuded from the dagger’s blade, forming a long lance. The extra reach produced by this black smoke lance caught Yan Wang off-guard. It pierced into his stomach even when he was protected by iron skin.

Yan Wang’s Spirit Stage sense and speed couldn’t be underestimated, though. Despite being caught off-guard, he still managed to tilt his body to the side when the black smoke lance pierced his stomach. The lance ended up grazing his side.

Blood spurted from the wound. He retreated with a face filled with alarm. Two things shocked him the most. The first was the black dagger held by Amon. What kind of dagger was that to be able to harm his Spirit Stage body? As for the second, he asked Amon directly.

"You have demon energy...!"

Amon needed to use his infernal energy to activate the ceremonial dagger’s true power. Doing that, of course, caused Yan Wang to become aware of his secret. Amon didn’t worry. With Yan Wang’s state of mind, he knew the clan master would decide their lives and deaths here. Yan Wang would not flee to spread his secret.

Amon didn’t bother to confirm Yan Wang’s statement. It was rhetorical, anyway. He chased Yan Wang and performed Infinite Phantom Slash. His rapid slash caused the black smoke from his ceremonial dagger to form a net of crisscrossed black lines.

Yan Wang didn’t just stay still and let the black lines hit him. His golden sword also flashed rapidly. Two nets of black and gold lines collided against one another. Despite the two being seemingly equal, Yan Wang’s power still trumped Amon’s. Amon’s hand hurt whenever his dagger collided with Yan Wang’s sword.

While their weapons clashed, Amon’s left hand performed a different art. His left hand used the Flame Lance produced by his mixed aether. Intertwined infernal and divine energy formed this lance. Yan Wang blocked this flame lance using his golden sword. Different than before, Yan Wang recoiled from this clash. This gave him another shock.

The shock and recoil caused him to lose balance. During this instant, four things happened simultaneously. Amon used Earth Pulse, ten vines came out of his body, and two spirit beasts appeared by his side. One was a Thunder Roc, and the other was a six-tailed fox.

The ground underneath Yan Wang collapsed. The Earth Pulse caused the ground to collapse instead of just a tremor because Amon’s mastery of this arcane art had improved. His mastery was now at the same level as Xian Yang, from whom he stole this art.

Yan Wang fell when the ground under him gave way. He could fly, so this was not a big deal. However, the sudden loss of footing still delayed his response a little. This allowed the vines coming out of Amon to reach him.

The ten vines were from the Corporeal Shifting Branches. The arcane art produced ten vines instead of two because Amon’s mastery of the art had reached the grandmaster level. The vines were sturdier, longer, and could move faster.

When the vines were in the process of binding Yan Wang, the Thunder Roc unleashed a bolt of lightning from its beak. Lin Li turned into a flash and circled to his back.

"Haahhh...!" Yan Wang uttered a loud yell. A powerful shockwave erupted from him. The lightning bolt stopped a few inches from his body and dissipated. At the same time, multiple sharp metallic plates shot out of him. These plates shredded the vines coiling around his body.

Amon and Lin Li leaped back to avoid getting cut by the plates. Lin Li turned into a flash and used the surrounding trees as shields when the metallic plates chased her. Amon used his ceremonial dagger and alpha flying knives to deflect the metallic plates while retreating.

The only one that didn’t retreat was the Thunder Roc. Powerful lightning sparked throughout its body. This lightning struck the metallic plates and caused them to bounce off. It rushed forward with its powerful claws, attempting to rip Yan Wang’s body to pieces. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Stupid beast! I will send you to the afterlife first before your master!" Yan Wang exclaimed.

His sword thrust forward, creating multiple piercing lights. These lights struck the Thunder Roc’s claws. It couldn’t contest Yan Wang’s superior power. The claws were beaten back with multiple injuries in the Thunder Roc’s legs. It still didn’t back down, though. Its head leaned forward, and it impaled its beak in the upper arm of Yan Wang’s sword hand.

"Ahh...!" Yan Wang screamed in pain. He had Iron Skin, but it was not enough to completely negate the attack.

He forcefully used his left arm, which was difficult to move due to his wounded shoulder. He slammed that left hand to deliver White Gold Palm onto the Thunder Roc. The Thunder Roc couldn’t withstand the direct hit. It was forced back with half its wing encased in a gold layer.

Yan Wang didn’t relent. His pain and anger made him draw his reserve strength. His golden sword flared brightly. Its slash created a brilliant light that sliced past the Thunder Roc. After the light passed, the Thunder Roc split in two.