Chapter 71: Sweeping All Before Him!

After Chen Zhonghai walked out from within the Chen family residence, more than four hundred guards and attendants, clad in leather armor and brandishing sharp blades, emerged from the Chen house, their murderous intent palpable.

"Master, why waste words on him? Just cut him down with blades!" The loyal servant Zhao Jiuyang sneered, his voice cold.

"Qin Feng, don't think that using some trick to slay the Ancestor of Qinghe is anything remarkable," Chen Zhonghai said, his gaze icy as he stared at Qin Feng. "The Chen family is not a place for you to act recklessly."

Blood boiled within Qin Feng as he scanned his surroundings, a blazing flame burning fiercely in his chest. "Hot blood and passion, is it?" he murmured.

"Qin Feng, I admire your talent. I grant you the surname Chen—join our family! If you agree, I will spare your life. Otherwise, not only you but your family, friends, and all your supporters will be annihilated, erased from existence!" Chen Zhonghai leveled his spear, a savage aura radiating from him, his voice resounding powerfully.

"Damn you!" Qin Feng was enraged by Chen Zhonghai's threat. Family was his reverse scale—the forbidden scale of the dragon, touch it and you die. "All members of the Chen family deserve death!" The flame in Qin Feng’s heart burned wildly, his blood already boiling. He shouted loudly.

"Courting death!" Chen Zhonghai shook his spear, unleashing his full power, channeling a vast force into the weapon as he struck at Qin Feng.

"Weak!" Qin Feng roared. "Weak! Weak! You are simply too weak!" He swung his Thunder Hammer, its immense coverage easily blocking every attack from Chen Zhonghai. Qin Feng parried all of Chen Zhonghai’s assaults, his expression contemptuous, a mocking smile on his lips as he bellowed.

"Kill!" Chen Zhonghai was furious, leaping high and smashing his spear down at Qin Feng.

"How can someone as feeble as you dare stand before me? Get out of my sight!" Qin Feng’s arms strained, the ground cracked beneath him as he leaped high, his Thunder Hammer smashing down upon the spear with a furious roar.

A deafening boom echoed as Qin Feng released the terrifying strength of a kingly warrior, twenty-six thousand four hundred catties of force unleashed in a single blow, crashing onto the spear.

With a crash, Chen Zhonghai and his spear were hurled against the wall, shattering it. Blood sprayed from his mouth as the tremendous force sent him flying back into the Chen residence.

"This… how can this be?" The Chen family guards and Zhao Jiuyang were dumbstruck as they watched Qin Feng hurl Chen Zhonghai into the house. Fear and terror filled their eyes as they looked at Qin Feng. When his gaze swept over them, they instinctively retreated, hearts gripped by dread.

"Such strength! Is this the power of a Commandant Qin? Chen Zhonghai, at the mid-level of Commandant, couldn't even withstand a single strike!" The surrounding martial artists were astounded, witnessing Qin Feng’s brutal blow that sent Chen Zhonghai flying. None could believe their eyes.

"I have no quarrel with the world—my only wish is to cultivate and gaze upon the summit of the Nine Heavens! But why must you hound me? Why?" Qin Feng roared, his blood boiling, his fighting spirit able to shatter thirty-three heavens. He swung his Thunder Hammer, charging at the Chen family guards.

"Kill!" Qin Feng’s terrifying strength, twenty-six thousand four hundred catties, empowered the Thunder Hammer. None could withstand its mighty blows as he surged through the ranks of over four hundred guards, sending three or four flying with every swing. Those struck landed in mangled heaps, utterly dead.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The Thunder Hammer kept swinging, blasting guards aside, killing them outright—no one could withstand a single strike.

"Run! Run for your lives!" The surviving guards, now fewer than a hundred, abandoned three hundred corpses and fled in panic.

"Kill!" Qin Feng unleashed his ultimate power, his organs, muscles, and skin torn apart, his whole body stained with blood, a terrifying sight. With a furious roar, he charged into the Chen residence, Thunder Hammer in hand.

Coughing painfully, Chen Zhonghai struggled to his feet, his arm shredded by the earlier blow. He looked up to see Qin Feng, covered in blood, rushing in.

Qin Feng leapt high, landing beside Chen Zhonghai. The savage force ripped Chen Zhonghai’s body to pieces.

Thunder Hammer in hand, Qin Feng rampaged inside the Chen residence, smashing everything before him—martial artists, buildings, walls—all were shattered, nothing could stand in his way.

Outside, martial artists watched in awe: "Terrifying. Such might can destroy all enemies. Is this the power of the Supreme Genius?" They searched for vantage points, gazes fixed on the Chen residence, witnessing Qin Feng’s unstoppable advance. Shock and disbelief filled their hearts, and as they watched him, their eyes brimmed with awe, fear, and respect.

Qin Feng moved swiftly within the Chen residence, obliterating everything that blocked his path.

His every strike was a full-force blow, twenty-six thousand four hundred catties of power erupting again and again, tearing his organs, muscles, and skin. Coughs and blood spilled from his mouth as blood flowed down his body.

"There is no more Chen family in Yuntian Prefecture!" When Qin Feng saw the Chen residence reduced to ruins, he stopped and declared loudly.

"He actually did it. Single-handedly destroyed an entire clan! His ambition reaches the heavens, his pride soars above all." The onlookers were awestruck, shaken by Qin Feng’s terrifying power. Seeing his blood-soaked body, their shock deepened.

His clothes were slashed by blades, revealing a body covered in countless wounds, crisscrossed and innumerable.

"Alas, he destroyed the Chen family but is gravely wounded himself. Qin Feng destroyed the Chen clan single-handedly, but he too is spent, his flame nearly extinguished. With such horrific injuries, even a divine healer could not save him."

As Qin Feng prepared to leave for the Zhao family, he glanced at the ruins of the Chen residence and suddenly thought of Yan Chonghu and Shi Tie. With them, at least the battlefield would be cleaned up and the spoils gathered after crushing his enemies.

"You, you, you three—step forward!" Qin Feng pointed at three martial artists in the crowd, his voice loud and commanding.