Demon Lord's Reincarnation

Elder Ming watched the entirety of his grandchild's farce in the distance. Even now he could not believe just how powerful Ren was. This person who suddenly appeared no matter how you looked at him was just a mortal but his body was like an artifact.

'Not to mention he has this powerful oppressive force. Even though I've been trying to move since a while ago I couldn't do it. It's not a spell nor did he use a talisman, it's also not some sort of sealing array...'

Elder Ming gritted his teeth as he saw his idiot of a grandson challenge the unfathomable Ren. They knew nothing of the other party, how strong he is, what kind of background he has, they knew absolutely nothing, so challenging someone like that was simply foolhardy.

'Is this kid out of his mind, does he really think he stands a chance?... Wait maybe it is possible I did give him the sword of the Ancestor. Even Saint Realm experts should be affected by that weapon.'

The very moment Elder Ming thought of this he saw Ming Hao slash at Ren aiming at his neck. Even if Ming Hao was unable to cut off Ren's head he should at least be able to make Ren bleed, yet to his surprise, the artifact from the era of the first Ancestor broke.

That was an artifact created for the first Ancestor of the Ming Clan using the tooth of an ancient creature that no longer exists. Legends say that the creature was a being that was used by an incarnation of the Strongest Mortal Soul. Now such an artifact has been broken like it was glass.

Seeing this scene Elder Ming wanted to cough out blood. That artifact was one of the few trump cards of the Clan. Elder Ming gave that sword to his idiotic Grandson in case of emergencies. As Elder Ming was lamenting the loss of one of the Clan's artifacts, he saw Ming Hao rushing toward Ren empty-handed.

Elder Ming was dazzled by his idiotic grandson's performance. The shock of seeing the Ancestral Sword break was less shocking than watching his mindless grandson attack someone like Ren using nothing but his fist and legs.

'What is going on in this boy's head?! He couldn't hurt that guy even after using a powerful artifact, not to mention how he's better at using spells, so how does he think he stands a chance using only his bare fists?'

While Elder Ming was wondering if Ming Hao was crazy, he saw his grandson looking at him from time to time, it was at that moment, Elder Ming finally realized what was happening.

'This idiot thinks I can save him from this situation?'

It was as Elder Ming expected after Ming Hao was hurt by his own attacks Ren's killing intent exploded. It was such a thick and powerful killing intent that it even gave the illusion that the original God of Death was standing behind Ren. You could even see the corpses of millions on the ground.

The sight of such a hallucination made some disciples vomit or faint. Elder Ming himself was having trouble understanding what kind of monster they had offended.

"Save me, Grandfather!"

Ming Hao looked at Elder Ming with a pleading gaze, seeing his grandson act like this in front of so many people was quite a surprise. Elder Ming was so sure that his idiot of a grandson would rather die than have his reputation sullied.

'I guess I was wrong about a lot of things.'

Elder Ming was thinking of how to save his stupid grandson from his predicament when he suddenly felt a heavier pressure descend upon him. Unlike the pressure that was suppressing him from the beginning, this one was like the weight of the very heavens was crashing down on him.

Elder Ming and the other Elders of the Void Sect tried their hardest to stand up but were no longer able to hold on as their knees weakened and they kneeled.

"All of you now see that it's not your Elders that could kill me with a flick of their fingers, but it is I who can kill them with nothing but a look."

After Ren spoke there was an eerie silence that followed, no one even dared to breathe too loudly in this situation. Ren then placed his finger on the back of Mo Feng's neck making him fall unconscious, he then pressed his palm onto Mo Feng's chest. Everyone present was curious as to what Ren was trying to do.

It was then a massive amount of Qi started to gather near the unconscious Mo Feng, Ren was whispering something that no one could hear. After a few seconds, the massive amount of Qi stopped flowing and Mo Feng's face was no longer pale. Not only did Ren heal Mo Feng of his injuries but they could feel the breath of Qi on Mo Feng's body becoming stronger. This move of Ren's was so much more surprising than his killing intent or his unparalleled defense. Ren had actually fixed Mo Feng's dantian no he did not just fix it but improved it.

"Now that's over with, let's get back to business."

The pressure that was crashing down on Elder Ming disappeared as he noticed that Ren was looking directly at him.

"So let me ask you again what do you wish to do?"

Elder Ming knew that Ren was talking to him but he could not respond as he could not think of any words to say.

"Not speaking are you? Hmm, you know I don't really care if you guys try to kill my disciple. In fact, normally I wouldn't care even if he does die that would simply mean he was too weak. So in regards to killing the only thing I care about is how you do it. If you killed my disciple in a proper duel, I wouldn't care, if you killed him with the use of assassins that were close to his level I wouldn't care. Now if you poison him, use assassins much stronger than him, or if you BACKSTAB him then that's a whole different matter."

"... Then what do you want?"