Chapter 70: Wrath of the Jun’s clan.
"So, you’re saying the news that the Gong clan attacked the Jun clansmen inside the ruin had spread throughout the Soaring Cloud Region." Jun Wu looked at Elder Peng.
"Yes, Young Master. Everyone is talking about it." Elder Peng nodded.
Seated under the willow tree, Jun Wu and everyone were relaxing, enjoying the fresh air.
Yesterday, Jun Wu asked Elder Peng to deliver a letter to Frostwind City. Between Mystic City and Frostwind City, there were over fifty miles.
Elder Peng had departed yesterday early morning and could only return now. From his journey, they learned about the Gong clan’s atrocities.
As for what was in the letter, no one asked.
"Young Master, how would your clan react?" Xinyue asked.
She had heard of the Jun aristocrat clan and the Gong aristocrat clan but never truly understood the two powerful aristocrat clans.
Now that she was close to a Jun, she wanted to know more.
Before Jun Wu could respond, Zhang Wei replied. "The clan would have sent masters to teach them some lessons."
Lesson?
Xinyue was still confused. However, no one was ready to go into details.
Jun Wu had learned how brutal and merciless his clan was. He could only hope the Gong clan was ready for what was coming for them.
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Flying Cloud City
The city was on lockdown. The air reeked with intense tension. On the street, everywhere was empty, leaving behind the lost dogs and cats.
Restaurants were closed. Taverns empty.
Clans with protection array formations had already activated them. Those without array protection hid at the corners of their rooms.
Alleys and corners devoid of their usual activities.
The slums were quiet like a graveyard.
Many did not know what was going on but the news of an impending war had been spreading throughout the city for the past three days.
Guards and soldiers were deployed to protect the city wall and ensure no one was seen on the street.
For the guards and soldiers, their faces were etched with fear and panic. Under their metal helmets, sweat dripped like a broken pipe and their palms were sweaty.
Many wished they could escape. The pressure was becoming unbearable with each passing second.
Inside the City Lord’s mansion, commanders, captains, scholars, and strategists gathered around a round table.
Everyone could feel a heavy pressure on their shoulders.
"City Lord, are you sure they would not use their powerful experts?" An old male scholar asked for the umpteenth time.
"Scholar Yu, yes. I’ve answered you time and time again. Please don’t ask me again, otherwise, I might be angry." Gong Xin responded with a deep frown on his face.
As the City Lord, this was the first time he had been questioned repeatedly.
He was not a patient man but the situation demanded he condone the old man’s nonsense.
As long as they could survive today, he would not hesitate to teach the old man a lesson.
He shifted his gaze to the army general and asked.
"How is our preparation?"
"City Lord, we’re prepared for anything. We should be able to hold them back." The old general responded confidently.
But inwardly, he was panicking.
How could they prepare against the Jun clan? Those crazy people were known for not following common sense.
He thought he could enjoy the post of general without any trouble but who would have thought some crazy young master from the Gong clan would dare kill the Jun clansmen.
That’s just crazy!
The audacity and nerves of their actions made his old blood boil.
Now, the innocent souls were going to pay for their actions.
Why? Why?
He clenched his fist underneath the table only to release it.
Of course, he knew why.
His withered old face was etched with helplessness.
The Gong clan controlled the life and death of everyone in Flying Cloud City.
They were the hegemony. The uncrowned king.
If they breathed, it would affect the lives of the commoners.
Against such a force, what could he, a mere Peak Stage First Rated Martial Artist, do.
Suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended on Flying Cloud City.
Huh!
Everyone inside the city, no matter their hideout, gasped under the horrifying pressure.
Their faces contorted into panic.
They are finally here.
"The courage for a mere Gong Clan to kill my Jun Clan clansmen is commendable." A voice boomed over the city like an imperial decree.
"But it seems many have forgotten who controls the Soaring Cloud Region."
"Many have forgotten the wrath of the Jun’s. Today, I want you to open your eyes wide to see what will happen to anyone who dares question the Authority of the Jun’s."
Suddenly, above Flying Cloud City an overbearing palm appeared, descending like a heavenly judgment.
Boom!
The Flying Cloud City Lord’s mansion was flattened to the ground.
A cloud of dust rose to the sky.
Spies around the city sucked in a cold breath when they saw the horrifying power.
But the horror was far from over, the booming sounded continuously.
When it finally stopped.
Flying Cloud City had been turned into ruins and the city walls into rubble.
For a good five minutes, the city was quiet like a graveyard.
Slowly, those that survived the horrifying palm strike came out and saw what was left of their city.
Various soul-rending wails filled the air. Their beloved city was gone.
Many had lost their homes, wives, children, and properties.
Hundreds of kilometers from Flying Cloud City, the Gong clan estate sprawled at the foot of a mountain.
Standing above the Gong clan were two Expert Martial Artists staring at the Gong clan.
Looking at the two Jun Expert Martial Artists, all the Gong clan were shocked.
This was crazy.
Why would the Jun clan deploy two Experts at once.
"Tell us what you want. We can discuss this." The Gong Clan Matriarch rose in the air.
"Discuss?" One of the Jun Experts shook his head. "Do we look like we care about whatever you have? Get lost."
He sneered and threw a palm strike.
Watching the palm strike, the Gong Matriarch wore a solemn expression. She unsheathed her sword and struck, intercepting the palm strike.
From the Gong ancestral ground, an old, withered man came out and rose to the sky.
Quickly, a life and death battle ensued.
While they were fighting in the sky, the Jun clan Master Martial Artist rushed into the Gong Clan.
Today, the Jun clan would make sure there was a river of blood.
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