Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Intervention of the Grandmaster!

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Qin Feng swung the iron chain in his hand, sending the household guards flying, erasing them one by one—he was determined to slaughter the entire Hong clan.

"Who would have thought the Qin family harbored such a formidable warrior? Had we known, we would have reconsidered attacking them," Hong Tao Hai murmured under his breath.

"Kill!" Qin Feng roared, leaping forward, launching himself at Hong Tao Hai with relentless ferocity.

"Die!" Qin Feng's furious shout echoed as the iron chain in his hand lashed out directly at Hong Tao Hai.

Bang.

Seeing the chain sweep toward him, Hong Tao Hai’s pupils shrank in terror. He dodged swiftly to the side.

Bang.

The heavy chain struck the ground, shattering the stone slabs and leaving deep, jagged scars in its wake.

"Die!" Qin Feng tossed aside the chain, bellowed in fury, and seized a spiked mace, swinging it down upon Hong Tao Hai.

Boom!

Hong Tao Hai felt the force of the attack through the mace; his expression twisted in horror, for there was nowhere to escape.

Bang.

With no other recourse, Hong Tao Hai met Qin Feng’s blow head-on, raising his long blade to parry the descending mace.

Bang.

The moment Qin Feng’s mace crashed into Hong Tao Hai, his whole body shuddered. His knees buckled, collapsing to the ground. The long blade flew from his grasp, a mouthful of blood sprayed forth, and he fell face-first, sprawling lifeless.

Qin Feng’s arms possessed the strength of more than five thousand pounds. When he wielded the spiked mace, the power was even more wild and terrifying. Such overwhelming, fearsome strength was far beyond what Hong Tao Hai, a martial artist of the Dark Force level, could withstand.

Thus fell the head of the Hong clan, a Dark Force master—Hong Tao Hai, slain!

Qin Feng then slaughtered all the martial artists who had stood at Hong Tao Hai’s side moments ago.

"Spare us!"

"Mercy, my lord!"

"We were only obeying the patriarch's orders!"

The remaining guards, having witnessed their master and the clan's elite struck down, lost all will to fight. They dropped to their knees, pleading for their lives.

"You aided the wicked, bringing disaster upon the land—how can I spare you?" Qin Feng snorted coldly, swinging his mace with ruthless speed, sending each guard flying, killing them all.

Hoo!

Qin Feng’s robe was now completely stained crimson, fresh blood dripping from its folds as he strode out of the Hong estate.

He looked up at the blazing sun in the sky, exhaustion weighing heavily in his heart, but he could not waver—he had to press on.

"The last one is the Wang clan!"

Qin Feng's eyes shone with unwavering resolve. Gripping his spiked mace, he mounted his horse and sped toward the Wang residence.

"The Hong clan is destroyed!"

The Liu, Sun, and Tan families—forces of the Dark Force level—had sent men to the Hong estate after Qin Feng wiped out the Xue family.

"It seems the Qin family has a master of the Transforming Force among them!"

"And not just any master—perhaps even one who has stepped into the threshold of Grandmaster!"

"The Qin family is about to rise, becoming one of the premier powers in Tianyang City!"

When news of the Hong clan’s extermination arrived, shock, disbelief, and awe were etched across their faces.

Even the foremost powers within Tianyang City—those with Transforming Force masters presiding—turned their eyes to the unfolding events.

"Only the Wang family remains now!"

"They say the one who destroyed the Xue and Hong clans is a member of the Qin family's third generation. Who knows if it’s true?"

"If it is, then the Qin family has given birth to a dragon—a peerless prodigy!"

Top experts from the Liu, Sun, Tan, and Liu families, along with other major forces, all rushed toward the Wang residence.

Within Tianyang City, the renowned Transforming Force masters Lin Jiuyang, Chen Haitian, Feng Chengyun, and Hu Xiaotian also hurried to the Wang estate.

These men were famous and mighty, standing atop the martial world, their names striking fear far and wide. Yet now, a grave respect for Qin Feng’s power weighed heavy in their hearts.

"Hurry, to the Wang family!"

"If Xiao Feng reaches the Wang residence and encounters a Grandmaster, it will be a disaster!"

Qin Tianyun, Qin Xingchao, and Qin Fengling, who had not yet reached the Hong estate, received word of its destruction and hastened toward the Wang family.

Upon arrival at the Wang residence, Lin Jiuyang, Chen Haitian, Feng Chengyun, and Hu Xiaotian clasped their hands behind their backs, silently awaiting Qin Feng's arrival.

A wide berth formed around them, a vacuum where no one dared approach. The surrounding martial artists regarded them with awe and respect.

"Governor Jiang has issued an order—he will protect the Wang family. All members of the Qin clan must withdraw at once!" Lu Tianfeng arrived on horseback at the Wang estate, his voice booming.

"Welcome, Lord Lu!" Wang Yongdong, seeing Lu Tianfeng arrive, felt his tension melt away. A broad smile lit his face as he held his head high and strode forward with confidence.

"Patriarch Wang, Governor Jiang is already aware of this matter. He has decreed the Wang family shall be protected. Wait here a moment—I shall drive the Qin family away," Lu Tianfeng said courteously, bowing with clasped fists to Wang Yongdong.

As a follower of Governor Jiang, Lu Tianfeng’s status was high—even Transforming Force experts gave way to him. Yet he treated Wang Yongdong, a mere Dark Force martial artist, with utmost respect, solely because Wang had a daughter who had caught the eye of the Governor’s son.

"Thank you for your trouble, Lord Lu," Wang Yongdong replied calmly, emboldened by his newfound backing.

"Governor Jiang? Could it be Jiang Jinghong, the Grandmaster of the Jiang clan, one of the city’s most powerful families?" The Transforming Force experts Lin Jiuyang, Chen Haitian, Feng Chengyun, and Hu Xiaotian were well acquainted with the Grandmasters of Tianyang City. Upon hearing Lu Tianfeng’s words, their faces betrayed their astonishment.

"May I ask, is this Governor Jiang you speak of the very Jiang Jinghong, Grandmaster of the illustrious Jiang clan?" Lin Jiuyang asked, bowing with hands clasped, his gaze fixed on Lu Tianfeng.

"Indeed!" Lu Tianfeng replied proudly, his lips curling into a smile.

"It truly is Grandmaster Jiang," they murmured, stunned. "For the Wang family to be connected to a Grandmaster—they’ve risen in a single bound!"

All trace of arrogance vanished from Lin Jiuyang, Chen Haitian, Feng Chengyun, and Hu Xiaotian’s faces. In their eyes, only awe and reverence remained as they looked toward the Wang clan.

"A Grandmaster!"

"The Wang family has ties to a Grandmaster!"

"The Qin family is finished! Who can protect them now that they’ve offended a Grandmaster?"

Shock, disbelief, and fear swept through the top experts of the Liu, Sun, Tan, and Liu families. When they looked at Wang Yongdong, their eyes were filled with deference, flattery, and even sycophantic admiration.

"You must be Qin Feng?" Lu Tianfeng rode through the city and, spotting Qin Feng from afar, galloped to meet him, his voice harsh and commanding.

"And who are you?" Qin Feng nodded, calmly sizing up Lu Tianfeng.

"Governor Jiang has decreed—the Wang family is under his protection. All members of the Qin clan must withdraw at once! You are to leave immediately and await judgment at the City Lord’s mansion!" Lu Tianfeng’s gaze swept over Qin Feng, his tone cold and unyielding.

Hidden among the crowd, members and experts from the Liu, Sun, Tan, and Liu families heard Lu Tianfeng’s pronouncement. Their faces showed shock and dread—now even a Grandmaster had intervened.

"Out of my way!"

"Does he think a single command is enough to make me retreat? He overestimates himself. Tell him to come and face me in battle!"

Qin Feng would never back down. He had come precisely because the Wang family had a Grandmaster behind them—Qin family now faced annihilation, and there was no way out of this desperate situation.