The Untamed Series 1: Untold Secrets

Chapter 13

Third Person POV

Lanling Jin Sect: Koi Tower

Jin Guangshan's face contorted with rage, his eyes burning with an intensity that could set the world ablaze. The weight of his disciples' deaths and the audacity of those who dared to defy him fueled a fury within him that knew no bounds. His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white as he struggled to contain the storm of emotions swirling within him.

"I will not rest until I find the ones responsible for this!" Jin Guangshan's voice reverberated with a vengeful determination, echoing through the halls of the Jin Sect.

His words carried a promise, a declaration that sent shivers down the spines of all who heard them. The Clan Leader's wrath was a force to be reckoned with, and none would escape his relentless pursuit of justice.

Some unknown figures appeared, hidden in the shadows, observed Jin Guangshan's outburst with a sinister delight. Their lips curled into a wicked smile as they reveled in the chaos they had unleashed. They had succeeded in igniting the flames of vengeance within the heart of the Clan Leader, pushing him further into the depths of his own madness.

Unsatisfied with the happenings within the walls of the sect, the unknown Cultivators made a decision. They would stay within the Jin Sect, their presence a constant reminder of the darkness that lingered within the shadows. They would play with the Jin disciples, toying with their fears and insecurities, leaving a trail of uncertainty in their wake.

Their sinister laughter echoed through the halls as they prepared to unleash their twisted game upon the unsuspecting disciples.

Time skips

" Look at what we have accomplished," Phantom whispered, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "The Jin disciples tremble in fear, and their once mighty sect lies in ruins. This is true power."

Nightshade, as silent as ever, nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He had always been the quiet force behind Phantom's mischief, content to let his actions speak for him.

As the night wore on, the battle between the Jin disciples and the undead corpses raged on. Swords clashed, spells were cast, and the air crackled with energy. The disciples fought with all their might, their loyalty to the Jin Sect unwavering. Even though the way the Clan Leader acted is quite unforgivable and disappointing.

But despite their valiant efforts, some of the corpses managed to breach the sect's defenses. The disciples fought tooth and nail, their bodies weary but their spirits unbroken. The scent of burning houses and the sight of blood stained the night, a grim reminder of the price they had paid.

Finally, as the first light of dawn began to peek over the horizon, the last of the undead corpses fell. The Jin Sect had survived, but at a great cost. The disciples stood amidst the wreckage, their faces weary but filled with a newfound resolve.

And just as the sun rose, the two Cultivators disappeared in a thin cold air, their task is already complete. Their presence, like a whisper in the wind, disappeared as quickly as it had come.

Jin Guangshan's face twisted with fury, his eyes blazing with an unholy fire. He paced back and forth, his voice booming with a mix of anger and desperation as he addressed his disciples.

"Are you all cowards? Incompetent fools? How dare you let these undead corpses breach our defenses!" Jin Guangshan's voice thundered through the halls of the Jin Sect, each word laced with venomous rage. "I entrusted you with the protection of our sect, and you have failed me!"

His disciples stood before him, heads bowed in shame, their faces etched with a mix of fear and regret. They knew the weight of their failure, the consequences that awaited them if they did not rectify their mistakes.