Chapter 43 - One Palm Destroys a Clan! Su Ming’s Demonic Might Shakes the Heavens!
Chapter 43 One Palm Destroys a Clan! Su Ming’s Demonic Might Shakes the Heavens!
Thud!
“Your Highness, this must be a misunderstanding!”
“My son is young and ignorant, unaware of the dangers of the world—he must have been deceived by that Ye Chen!”
“Our Lei family will definitely, definitely capture Ye Chen and deliver him to you personally!”
Lei Xingshan dropped to his knees, his face pale and his voice trembling. He was desperate to prove his loyalty.
Su Ming’s face was expressionless. He didn’t even glance at Lei Xingshan, instead fixing his gaze on Lei Jie.
“Oh? I didn’t expect you to be one of Ye Chen’s little followers,” he said calmly.
“I’ve been looking for him. Since you’re one of his, you must know where he is, don’t you?”
The Demon Prince’s tone was gentle.
“Lei Jie! His Highness is asking you a question. Speak up!”
Lei Xingshan was getting more anxious by the second.
“I won’t say anything!”
“I’m Big Brother Ye’s loyal follower, and I will never betray him.”
Lei Jie’s face was smeared with blood, but he still held his neck high with stubborn pride.
“Big Brother Ye is righteous, loyal, and gifted—he’s someone worth following!”
“Father, just this once—believe in me.”
“You—!”
Lei Xingshan was so furious he nearly spat blood. He wanted nothing more than to slap his own son to death. But Lei Jie was his only son. In the end, he could only glare at him with red eyes, filled with rage.
“You’re insane! If you don’t speak up, do you want the Lei family to be destroyed because of you?!”
Thud!
Lei Xingshan knelt again, pale and gasping for breath. A dignified Dao-path realm cultivator now looked like a trembling lamb before Su Ming.
“Your Highness, leave this matter to me. I swear I’ll take care of it!”
He nearly dug out his own heart to prove his loyalty. Meanwhile, Lei Jie remained defiant, neck stiff, as if he’d rather die than talk.
“Heh.”
Su Ming gave a faint chuckle.
“Interesting.”
“Since this little brother is so loyal and righteous, I won’t press him further…”
“I’ll find someone else to handle Ye Chen.”
He turned and walked away calmly.
Seeing this, Lei Jie secretly let out a sigh of relief and felt pleased.
See?
This Demon Prince isn’t that scary after all.
I stood firm and loyal—he must have been moved by my brotherly righteousness.
“When I see Big Brother Ye again, I’m definitely telling him how heroic I was today!”
Lei Jie was overjoyed, feeling he had preserved the bond of brotherhood. But Lei Xingshan’s reaction was completely different.
“Your Highness! Please wait! I swear I’ll handle this…”
His face turned deathly pale, and he kowtowed repeatedly, voice shaking.
“There will be absolutely no problem!”
“Five days—no, three days! Just give me three days, Your Highness!”
Lei Xingshan was nearly crying. But Su Ming didn’t stop. He left the Lei residence unhurriedly. Outside, the demonic qilin-drawn carriage soared into the sky.
With a roar from the qilin, it shot up and disappeared into the heavens. Lei Xingshan could only watch the carriage vanish into the clouds. His body swayed, and with a thud, he collapsed to the ground, face ashen.
“Father, what’s wrong with you…”
“You’re a Dao-path realm cultivator—why act like this? I told you, he couldn’t do anything to me!”
Lei Jie was dissatisfied and scolded him.
“I’m telling you, my Big Brother Ye is really righteous, a great guy…”
Halfway through his sentence, he stopped.
He stared in horror at his father’s expression. Lei Xingshan’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with despair.
In Lei Jie’s memory, his father had always been vigorous and loud-voiced. After all, at over three hundred years old and in the Dao-path realm, his talent and strength were top-tier even in the Three Thousand Great Worlds.
But now… Lei Xingshan looked like he’d aged thousands of years in an instant. His energy was fading like a candle in the wind.
“Father, what’s wrong?”
Lei Jie rushed forward in panic.
Lei Xingshan stared at his son, eyes full of pain and deathly stillness. He regretted everything.
“I spoiled you too much…”
“You’re about the same age as the Demon Prince, yet the difference is like heaven and earth!”
“I never expected you to achieve greatness. I thought I could always shelter you when the sky fell…”
“But now I realize—I harmed you… and doomed our entire clan!”
“W-what…?”
Lei Jie was still confused.
“We’re an Immortal Clan! We rule a grand city, command a whole region—we’re powerful!”
“So what if Su Ming is the Demon Prince? He’s not the Demon Emperor yet—why should we fear him?”
Lei Jie was still dismissive.
In his eyes, as the only son of an Immortal Clan, he couldn’t be that much worse than a Demon Prince. Lei Xingshan looked at his son and gave a bitter smile. Just then, a commotion erupted outside.
“What is that?”
“The sky… it’s changing!”
At first there were just a few shouts, but the noise grew louder—soon it was chaos.
Boom!
The door burst open.
“P-Patriarch! Someone is attacking our Lei family!”
An elder stumbled in, pale and terrified. Before he could finish, the entire hall collapsed with a crash.
The ceiling was gone—everyone looked up. The once-clear sky had turned stormy. Thick, dark clouds churned above the city, brown-black and oppressive. It was like the heavens had been torn open, revealing a giant vortex.
Tornadoes howled, and gales ravaged the air.
Rumble…
Thunder exploded between the clouds.
“What is that…”
Lei Jie looked up, eyes wide in terror.
“Something’s coming out!”
Tear!
The clouds ripped open.
A massive, black, monstrous hand emerged from the sky. The heavens trembled, and the winds shrieked. The horrifying hand, charged with apocalyptic power, slammed down with a roar. The Lei family’s protective formation activated.
Boom—!
But it didn’t even last a blink—it shattered instantly. Where the hand passed, everything turned to nothingness. Lei Jie was paralyzed in fear, unable to move.
As his consciousness faded, his ears echoed with his father’s anguished cry.
“Son… do you understand now… what you’ve brought upon the Lei family?”
“Heh… Immortal Clan?”
“In front of the Wuji Demon Palace, you’re nothing but ants…”