Chapter 501: Suppression
Even so, they were killed in an instant. It was a display of absolute dominance.
SHIIING!
A man in black robes drew a dagger and lunged at Lin Feng. The blade glinted with a sinister, cold light as it shot toward Lin Feng's heart with incredible speed.
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, watching the dagger approach. He didn't even try to dodge.
CLANG!
The dagger sliced through the air, grazing Lin Feng's shoulder, but it failed to cause even a scratch.
"How is that possible?"
The black-robed man's eyes widened, and he cried out in disbelief. This was supposed to be their ace in the hole, a one-hit kill, and it had failed.
That momentary hesitation was all the opening Lin Feng needed.
THUD!
Lin Feng slammed a foot into the man's chest, sending him flying.
Lin Feng instantly closed the distance, following up with a vicious whip kick aimed at the man's midsection.
CRACK!
The sickening sound of breaking bones echoed as the black-robed man's body went rigid. Lin Feng's kick had completely shattered everything below his waist.
His head exploded a moment later, splattering a gruesome mix of red and white across the ground.
When some of it splattered onto his face, Lin Feng felt a wave of nausea wash over him.
He glanced at the corpse on the ground before looking up at the last remaining assassin. His expression was terrifyingly cold as he clenched his hands into fists.
WHOOSH!
The assassin was hit by an overwhelming sense of danger, but it was too late. Lin Feng was already upon him. With a single punch, the man collapsed.
THUMP! THUMP!
Lin Feng showed no mercy. He punched straight through the man's chest, then crushed his head underfoot. Throughout it all, Lin Feng hadn't said a word, yet his actions were ruthlessly decisive and utterly merciless.
'What's this?'
After dealing with them all, Lin Feng frowned and looked down at the waist of one of the assassins.
A verdant green Jade Pendant hung there.
Shielding his nose, mouth, and left hand with his Inner Strength, Lin Feng gently picked it up.
It was warm and smooth to the touch, clearly a piece of fine jade.
The word 'Qin' was exquisitely carved onto its surface.
'Qin? The reclusive Qin Family of Jiangnan Province?'
A cold, murderous glint flashed in his eyes. The veins on his arm bulged as he smashed his fist down on the jade.
HMMMM!
With a low hum, the Jade Pendant instantly disintegrated into a pile of fine dust.
...
Barely a dozen kilometers away, inside the Qin Family estate, a man in black robes knelt respectfully on the floor. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead, betraying his inner turmoil.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Xiong's voice echoed from the floor above. He slowly descended the stairs, looking at the kneeling man with a puzzled expression.
The man was a Law Enforcement Elder from their Qin Family's Law Enforcement Hall. He was usually responsible for monitoring every member of the family—not even the children were exempt from his watch.
"Reporting to the Young Master. My two brothers and I were ordered to capture a young man named Lin Feng. However, he is far too powerful. He already sensed our presence."
After speaking, the Elder's forehead was slick with cold sweat, but he remained kneeling, unflinching.
Qin Xiong's brow furrowed at his words. He shot the Elder a look, his eyes filled with displeasure.
"Powerful?"
"How powerful could he possibly be?"
"The kid's barely in his twenties! I spent hundreds of millions hiring international assassins, and then, just to be safe, I even had you bring Frozen Vein Powder."
"Don't tell me even that wasn't enough. What, is that brat a Grandmaster Martial Artist or something?"
Qin Xiong roared, refusing to believe that such a meticulous plan had failed to kill Lin Feng. 'How is that possible?'
"Well..."
The Elder was at a loss for words. It was true; their Frozen Vein Powder was specifically designed to be used against Grandmaster Martial Artists. A single touch of the substance would leave its victim weak and limp.
There would be no room for resistance. It was the reason the Qin Clan had never once failed in all these years.
But now, Lin Feng was completely unharmed, which left him stunned. Logically, with three Martial Artists at the Peak of the Innate Realm working together...
...they should have been able to put up a fight even against a Grandmaster at the First Heaven Initial Stage. He never imagined they would be defeated so utterly and decisively.
Seeing the silent Qin Family Elder, Qin Xiong realized things were more out of hand than he'd expected. The look on his face grew even darker.
"What are you waiting for? Report this to the family immediately! Put everyone on high alert!"
Qin Xiong's eyes were bloodshot and filled with resentment as he spoke to the Elder.
"You've all disappointed me greatly this time!"
The Elder let out a soft sigh before silently departing from the villa.
...
The powers of the Cultivation Realm are spread far and wide across the martial world. In one corner of this world, there lay a vast mountain range.
Endless, mist-shrouded peaks stretched across the range. Nestled among them, shrouded in clouds and mist, sat a castle built of massive stone.
It exuded an ancient, profound aura, appearing from a distance like a palace of the heavens.
In the deepest part of the castle stood an old-fashioned pavilion. Its doors and windows were tightly sealed, giving the impression that the room within was empty.
But just inside, by a window, a silent, elderly man stood. His back was ramrod straight, and his build was as imposing as an iron pagoda.
A faint purple light coiled around his body, flowing and shifting without end.
He was the guardian of the Qin Family, their one true Ancestor. He had never shown his face publicly; his existence was known to the family by name only.
The old man gazed out at the sea of clouds, his heart a tangle of complex emotions. He had never expected things to turn out this way. He had been hesitant to act, as he was forbidden from interfering in the family's internal disputes.
'Over the years, the Qin Family has prospered and grown. It's just... my own cultivation has been stagnant for over a decade.'
'I fear that in a few more years, my life will come to an end.'
The old man's lips barely moved as he mumbled to himself. He had long anticipated this outcome. 'Although this path is somewhat unfilial, there is no other choice.'
'Sigh...'
With another sigh, the old man's figure gradually blurred until it vanished completely.
Immediately after leaving the Murong Family estate, Lin Feng used the cover of night to conceal his movements and set out for the Qin Family, intent on slaughter.
'They sent assassins after him time and time again. Did they really think he, Lin Feng, was some kind of pushover?'
'After all, he was at the Peak of the Late Stage Innate realm. Combined with his refined techniques and immense power, his combat prowess was far beyond that of any ordinary person!'