Douluo Dalu Within A Martial World

The sun rose over the horizon and shone brightly over the Zhu Clan camp. The sounds of birds chirping and flowers blooming made for a beautiful sight in this isolated village, making those guards smile slightly despite being awake nearly all night.

"Those guys from the advance team must be having their fill in Green Valley Town. I'm so jealous!".

"You're right! If we got to go first, then maybe we could've enjoyed ourselves".

A group of Zhu Clan guards walked around the perimeter of their camp before finding a large patch of blood. There was neither a carcass nor a corpse, so they concluded that a random beast must've fed here sometime ago.

*Drip*.

*Drip*.

One of the guards felt a small droplet of red liquid fall from the trees and into the puddle of blood in front of them.

'Hmm?' What's this?'.

That Zhu Clan guard titled his head slightly before his body started shaking and his mouth trembled violently. The clattering of armor was especially loud in the quite forest morning, and the rest of the group looked at their fellow soldier and frowned.

"Hey! Little fish! Come back! What are you even looking-".

*Drip*.

The rest of the group froze in terror as they peered up at what was causing the dripping red liquid.

Heads. Arms. Legs. Torsos. Bones. Blood.

An uncountable number of broken corpses and dismembered limbs, bathed in blood and were held up by numerous bones as if it were some sort of sick joke filled the trees above them.

Faces that died with their eyes open. Faces that died from their eyes being pierced. Faces that died in agony. Pain.

"L-l-look! I-it's brother Yu!".

They pointed to the thin body in the center of all that blood and gore. He was the only one that had a complete corpse. Almost complete that is, with the except of a gaping hole were his heart was supposed to be.

One of the soldiers that possessed a weaker will threw up at the sight of the twisted bodies and torn appendages. Another immediately left to go the Clan Head's tent in order to inform him of the situation. Not noticing a eight purple slits watching them, a purple crescent smile seemingly growing bigger by the second.

'Swim into my net little fishes....'.

And his figure vanished with the sound of leaves rustling.

"What do you mean they're all dead!".

With a loud explosion, a relatively good-looking middle aged man slammed his arm down onto the wood table in front of him, instantly smashing the table and causing it to explode into countless tiny wood fragments.

The solider that left the group earlier went straight to the Zhu Clan Heads tent, and immediately entered without permission. He was nearly slapped to death by the Clan Head, who was playing with one of his favorite concubines, but when he informed the Head of what had happened, he ordered everyone above Pulse Condensation to come to his tent and ȧssess the situation.

"Clan Head, I recommend we should pull back now. This battle has already cost us numerous Body Stage Martial Artists and even a Pulse Condensation Realm cultivator. Even if the Young Masters honor has been tainted, it's better than him being dead!".

One of the Zhu Clan Elders tried to reason with the Zhu Clan Head, but Zhu Yan who was also present shouted out.

"Father! By attacking me they made an enemy of the Zhu Clan! You're the Clan Head and I will be the Clan Head after you. By tarnishing my reputation they have tarnished the reputation of the Zhu Clan! Everyone will think we're laughing stocks!".

If some random Pulse Condensation Martial Artist could threaten their Young Master and kill over a hundred of their men... weren't they just inviting trouble over?

This Clan Head obviously took into account his sons' words and gave Zhu Yan a gentle smile.

"Don't worry Yan'er. We'll head over to Green Valley Town right now and demand compensation. I don't believe this strange short cultivator can take on 6 martial artists of the Pulse Condensation Realm!".

In the room right now, their was 3 Early Pulse Condensation Realm cultivators. 2 Mid Stage. And 1 Late Stage.

There were still over 200 men remaining in the camp and over half of them were over the 3rd Stage of Body Transformation!

"Gather up the men! We leave for green Valley Town right-".

*BOOM*!

Before the Zhu Clan Head could finish talking, a massive explosion rung throughout the entire camp, shaking the ground they were standing on.

Those in the main tent were unharmed and experienced only some dizziness, but the sounds coming from outside the tent were anything but unharmed.

"I'm on fire! I'm on fire!".

"Water! Where's the water!".

They exited the tent and saw that in an easterly direction a large tent that once stood had become nothing more than a giant ball of flames that occasionally shot out a smaller ball of fire.

If almost any other tent caught fire the Zhu Clan would be able to deal with the damages to the rest of the camp, but this tent contained their food and water supplies!

If they couldn't feed their army, how could they except them to follow them!?

"Quickly! Get the injured away from the fire and ȧssist with their injuries. You get some water from the river nearby! Hurry!".

The Clan Head was not a useless Head. He quickly issued out orders to nearby guards who immediately nodded and started helping those that were injured by the explosion.

"2nd Elder, 4th Elder. Come with me. The one that has caused this can't be far behind. We must-".

*BOOM*!

More screams and shouts rang out. And the Clan Head quickly ran over to the other side of their camp. Their faces strained and hateful.

"Fuck! That was the supply tent! All our spare equipment is now gone!".

The Zhu Clan Head roared in anger and punched a large tree, causing it to explode into countless wood shards.

He turned around and faced the Zhu Clan Elders he brought with him. He brought all except one. It wasn't everyday they got to attack a village, and he was sure his brothers would love to take a couple new concubines from the survivors.

He even heard that a beauty rivaling the Lan Clan daughter was among them!

His son wanted to take the beauty for himself, but the Zhu Clan Head wasn't going to let his son take her away that easily.

"Quick! We should attack Green Valley Town while they're attacking out own camp. We can ravage any women we get our hands on and kill all the men in the village!".

His brothers eyes gleamed with dėsɨrė and ŀust. And the minute they turned around, a round black ball dropped from the forest canopy above directly into the center of their group.

"Huh? What's this-".

"2nd Brother! 5th Brother!".

The eyes of the remaining Zhu Clan Elders and Clan Head widened and a image of hatred flashed through their eyes.

They all raised their swords and nearly choked on their own spit as a small child, arms dipped in blood came out of the shadowed area.

"Don't worry about Zhu Yan or the rest of the Zhu Clan".

A thick layer of shadows wrapped around the child's body, and long sharp claws grew on his left hand. Their sharpness were intensified under the morning sun.

A purplish-black mist floated around his body and a eight-eyed mask with a purple crescent smile created a small seed of fear in their hearts.

"Because I promise you. I'll kill everyone whose surname is Zhu".