Ascension King

**Chapter 12: Growing Worry**

The patriarch of the Lin sect summoned every ounce of his strength, determined to ensure that if this was to be his final battle, he would take this wretched foe down with him. Yet, as Damon stood directly before him, executing his plan became a daunting challenge. Damon showed no concern for the patriarch's feelings. "Void Palm Flow," he declared, spinning with fierce precision. The Lin head could only marvel at the flawless technique unfolding before him. He understood that if that palm struck his chest, it would shatter him like glass.

He needed to think quickly. Utilizing the Lin family's secret step, he vanished, reappearing ten paces away. But Damon was relentless, obliterating everything in his path. "Why do you fear me when you fight?" Damon taunted, intensifying his flow. This time, the Avalonian axe materialized in his grasp as he swung down with ferocity. However, the Lin family head was not without his defenses; he blocked the strike with the heft of his sword.

Damon countered with a heavy void palm, aiming a vicious slash at the patriarch's head. The Lin head stumbled back, anxiety creeping in. "I must retreat; this brute gives me no space to breathe", as if he anticipates my every move. If not for my protective treasure, my head would have burst like a ripe melon." In a desperate attempt, he lunged forward, executing a low slash while releasing a strange dust into Damon's eyes.

As Damon instinctively blocked the incoming sword, the dust clouded his vision. Lin Feng felt a surge of guilt for the misfortunes that had befallen his family. He longed to be with them once more, knowing his father was at a disadvantage against Damon. Choosing to join the fray, he saw his father holding his ground, yet he understood the need to bide his time. "This time, I will ensure your demise," he vowed.

The moment his father released the dust into Damon's eyes, Lin Feng sprang forward, launching a series of swift mantis strikes while his father employed the Lin family's secret sword dance.

"Isn't this marvelous?" Damon exclaimed, relishing the thrill of the fight. "Unleashing your power to its fullest, without restraint!" His heart surged with joy as he unleashed the "Void Series," throwing punches with a twisted grin. He activated the "Crazed Step," gathering momentum as he flung his Avalonian axe toward Lin Feng's head.

The patriarch had no choice but to block it, but Damon swiftly switched positions with Lin Feng, granting him a front-row sit to the spectacle that was about to unfold. With a fierce determination, Damon unleashed the "Void Palm Flow," striking the sides of the patriarch's ribs shattering them. The Lin family head crumpled to his knees.

"Damon, please, spare him!" Lin Feng pleaded, desperation lacing his voice. But Damon merely clapped his hands, the sound echoing ominously as he crushed the patriarch's head.

"Why did you choose me?" Lin Feng screamed, anguish tearing through him. "We only acquired the Void Dragon blood from an auction house! You came to my home, leaving no one alive!" His cries echoed through the air, "Why me? Why me?" Yet Damon only smiled, his expression dark.

"Me? Why do you see me as the villain? I allowed you to kill me, didn't I? So we are even now." With that, Damon strode from the Lin mansion, the fearful eyes of onlookers following him, their expressions a mixture of dread and awe.

"How dare you step onto the land of Lymhrst and commit such slaughter?" A formidable expert of the King's realm soared through the sky, a peerless woman descending with her spear aimed at Damon. He regarded her with a stoic expression, devoid of any smile. She swiftly dodged, but as she did, an explosion of energy erupted, surprising everyone as dark clouds gathered and rain began to pour heavily.

Damon clenched his fist, realizing he had just ascended from the middle commander to the peak of his power. The onlookers gasped, astonished that someone that just broke into the Peak commander realm could wipe out the Lin family, all she could feel was the wicked power the boy infront of her showed.

The woman, her eyes wide with horror,as she fixed her gaze on Damon. "Who are you?" she demanded, eager to uncover the identity of this child, for she was a seasoned warrior of five hundred years.

"My name is Damon Rim," he declared confidently, "the next heir of the Void Dragon clan, the one who has carved his path through bloodshed." Each word he spoke echoed in her mind, reminding her of the tales she had heard as a little girl about the Void clan and their terrifying power, which had led to their intended eradication.

As Damon continued, experts from the Heaven realm began to fill the sky, intent on eliminating this boy before he could grow any stronger.

"Well, you should feel honored," the heaven realm experts said with anger obvious in there voices, "for you have provoked the four kings of Lymhrst by breaking their foremost rule." Despite the gravity of the situation, Damon laughed, employing his "Crazed Zoom" technique to appear directly before the woman. Caught off guard by the sudden attack, he sank his teeth into her neck, tearing at her flesh. But, she was a formidable king's realm expert, as her skin quickly healed itself.

"Hah! You possess a most impressive constitution," she remarked, a hint of admiration creeping into her voice.