The Resurrecting Overlord

As Dong Xian reached the entrance of the cave, he could smell the metallic blood that was floating in the air. It was so strong that even he instinctively covered his nose. The situation outside was much worse than he thought. The Sect Master Zhao Feng has been completely suppressed by the other sect masters. All the elders of the Great Demon Clan were busy fending off the various disciples, and could not protect the other disciples that were still wandering around the clan.

Dong Xian looked at this sight with unease. Even though he has killed many people before, he did not do it with such brutality. The sect's disciples were actually tearing the flesh of the other cultivators apart, consuming it raw. They had already been fully taken control of by the demons implanted in them. Meanwhile, the people who perpetrated this incident was controlling the demons from a safe distance. They were l.i.c.k.i.n.g their lips as their puppets continued to eat.

"How dare you commit such indecent acts in front of me, your ancestor!" Dong Xian was angered by them immensely. If they wanted to do this type of stuff, they should not have done it in front of him, who's soul's age could exceed all of them combined.

The Core disciples looked at Dong Xian through their puppets, before continuing to do as they please. He was clearly 16 years old, obviously at the lower rungs of the Body Stage, and still wanted to boast? They could not even bother to care about such an incompetent person.

Dong Xian became trembling with anger. He was the main character with the almighty system, so how are they ignoring him? He leapt down from the entrance of the cave, shouting, "You bunch of cannon fodder, die under my supreme strength!" Zhao Feng was visibly shaken. He did not expect that Dong Xian has lost his Heavenly Qi all of a sudden, and was unexpectedly trying to get rid of himself.

Feng Li and the other sect masters laughed when they saw where Zhao Feng was looking at. "Hahaha! This is truly funny. You would seek a mere orthodox Spirit Stage cultivator to deal with us? Look at him thinking he's so good at all, throwing himself off such a high mountain, plainly looking to die a horrible death!"

As Dong Xian's falling speed accelerated, he felt a sense of fear. He had not experienced such a fast speed before. This was his last thoughts, before he splattered directly on the ground like an egg dropped onto the floor.

A resounding silence spread across the Great Demon Clan. Not even the air's movement could be heard. Feng Li and the other sect masters were shocked. They could only articulate out the words, "What just happened?" Their voices itself could not be heard at all.

As they glanced over at where Dong Xian splattered himself, there was no blood there at all, just a bunch of foggy substance. The thing that scared them was that the substance was rejoining itself and actually constructing a human body. It imitated the structure of a skeleton, before adding on muscle structures and other essential organs, in an attempt to look like a human body.

Eventually, after a few minutes, the body was reconstructed and had turned into Dong Xian. The sounds started coming back, but nobody was making any sounds at all. They were all scared by this grand display of power, silencing all the noise in the area by just jumping off a mountain.

The Core Stage disciples controlling the demons were shocked out of their minds. The silence effect had actually taken place at their body's location too. The question was: How did a Spirit Stage cultivator get himself this much power?

Zhao Feng smiled and pretended that he had planned this all along. He was also confused by how Dong Xian had gotten this power, but he guessed it probably had something to do with the loss of his Heavenly Qi.

Dong Xian raised his head and looked towards the sky, acting like he was contemplating something. Then he suddenly said out loud, "Such a beautiful lovely day, and yet you all have to ruin it by doing this." He turned his heads towards the puppets, glaring at them. The disciples behind the puppets felt a void stare into them.

Dong Xian then used his fingers to draw out a few masterful, broad strokes on the air. His spirituality resonated with the Demon Qi, causing the character that was written to slowly appear. It was then that one of the sect masters' viewing this scene broke out of his trance and woke the rest up with a shout. "Quick! Stop him! Before it's too late!"

Alas, he acted too late. As Dong Xian completed the character "Silence", he gave out a smirk. A pressure equivalent to 100 times the previous silence weighed down on the targets of Dong Xian's wrath. The demons inside the Great Demon Clan's disciples were destroyed, and as demons made soul contracts with cultivators, the Core Stage disciples all died, as they did not realise what was happening.

All the sect masters were horrified to realise that their immortal spells and techniques were all crippled while under this harsh pressure. Zhao Feng took the opportunity to knock them down, using a simple kick for them to descend from the heavens to the mortal world.