In the world of Aetheria, there is one name that is feared by all. Yet, he is known more for his title, the Demon General. Whether it’s Gods or Demons, no beings dare to oppose his authority. He ruled Aetheria with an iron hand. Cities are destroyed on his whim. Countries are razed at his displeasure. This is the tale of his rise to power. This is the tale of his rise to Godhood. This is the tale of the rise of the Demon General.
"Another thing to note about this Street Aristocrats," Xin Wuming added. "When we tried to investigate them, we heard rumors that they are backed by the Yan clan, one of the big clans in Qishurg City."
"Yan clan and the Nobles faction," Amon muttered. "Heh, I wonder if those Yan cousins are still bitter about the school brawl incident."
"I think it is highly likely. Yan Dose had been expelled from this academy," Xin Wuming informed.
"I see. It doesn't matter. There will always be enemies as long as we are aiming for the top. We will crush them one by one. Stand up! How is your cultivation progressing?" Amon asked.
Since Amon had given the order, Xin Wuming rose. "Thanks to brother lending me to use the basement here, my improvement has been great."
"What about your Sword Hand art?"