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The dazzling light of the lightning faded, revealing a massive pit several meters deep where Murata Kazuki had stood, but he was nowhere to be found. Honda Tashun's flames gradually extinguished, leaving his clothes in tatters. He sat despondently on the grass, the dim light casting shadows on his face, exposing his terrified expression and trembling body.
"Is this really human? How can one wield the power of lightning?" If it weren't for the intense burning sensation coursing through him, Honda Tashun would have thought he was dreaming.
Coming back to his senses, the first thing Honda Tashun did was bow before Jiang Chen. "Mr. Jiang, I was blind and offended you. Please forgive me," he pleaded.
It wasn't that Honda Tashun feared death; at this moment, he regarded Jiang Chen as a deity, bowing before a god was not shameful.
Jiang Chen ignored him; such a minor character wasn't worth his attention. Seeing that Jiang Chen paid him no mind, Honda Tashun knelt on the ground, shivering. The majesty of Jiang Chen loomed over him like a towering mountain, and he gazed up at Jiang Chen as if he were an ant looking up at a dragon, filled with a sense of helplessness.
He almost wanted to slap himself for opposing someone like Jiang Chen. Just moments ago, he had been contemplating how to have the Takeda Family deal with Jiang Chen; now it seemed that the Takeda Family was in no position to protect themselves.
The members of the Tengye Family lay on the ground, pretending to be dead, terrified that lightning might strike them next.
The rain began to pour more heavily.
With his current cultivation level, Jiang Chen could summon winds and rain and command thunder and lightning effortlessly. The dark clouds and lightning now were nothing to him; true dark clouds could shroud galaxies, and real lightning could destroy a planet.
"Hand over the Kunlun Divine Mirror now, and I might consider sparing a few descendants of your Takeda Family. If you continue to resist, I will ensure that your Takeda Family is annihilated—men and women alike, young and old," Jiang Chen spoke in a deep voice that rumbled like thunder.
Takeda Dairo stood up from the ground, looking at Jiang Chen with complex emotions, mostly anger. The Takeda Family revered the spirit of bushido, and as Clan Leader, he felt compelled to set an example; even if it meant committing seppuku, he would not yield.
"If you want the Kunlun Divine Mirror, then kill me and step over my corpse," Takeda Dairo said through gritted teeth, his gaze suddenly resolute.
"You have quite the spirit! Since you seek death so eagerly, I shall grant your wish," Jiang Chen replied with a playful smile.
"Wait," Takeda Dairo suddenly interjected.
"What is it? Don't want to die so easily?" Jiang Chen chuckled lightly.
"I'm not afraid of death. Before you kill me, there's something I must tell you. You disrupted my daughter's wedding tonight; do you realize you've offended someone you shouldn't have? Even with your great powers, you won't escape retribution. If you kill me now, someone will come for you later; we will meet again in the afterlife," Takeda Dairo sneered coldly.
"Oh really? What other cards do you hold?" Jiang Chen asked with newfound interest. A person facing death often speaks wisely; having witnessed Jiang Chen's powers, Takeda Dairo still dared to say such things—could it be that his son-in-law had significant backing?
"If we're talking about trump cards, our Takeda Family is your trump card. Even if you kill me tonight, what then? You think you can escape punishment here in our Island Nation?" Takeda Dairo declared boldly as befitting the Clan Leader of the Takeda Family.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh at this.
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