"Damn it!"
At this moment, Shen Chengfeng let out a low shout, constantly darting back and forth among the crowd surrounding and attacking Qin Ning.
By now, he fully understood that Qin Ning's strength far exceeded that of an ordinary eighth gate, the Jing Gate realm. It was truly terrifying!
Since this brat was arrogant enough to want to fight a hundred opponents alone, he would take this opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
Although this method was despicable and cowardly, to kill Qin Ning, no method was too underhanded!
Holding a spear, Shen Chengfeng moved through the crowd, searching for an opportunity.
"Now is the time!"
Shen Chengfeng muttered under his breath. The spear in his hand pierced through the crowd, thrusting straight toward Qin Ning's back.
"Brother Ning, watch out!"
"Third Brother, watch out!"
Seeing this, how could the members of the Qin clan sit idly by? They immediately rushed forward.
No one expected that Shen Chengfeng, as the head of a clan, would do something so shameless as to launch a sneak attack on Qin Ning.
"A sneak attack? Will that even work?"
In the blink of an eye, while Qin Ning was still using his slender staff to attack and fend off the dozen or so people in front of him, he suddenly spun around, and the slender staff flew from his hand.
With a sharp clang, the tip of the slender staff struck the spearhead.
A powerful rebounding force surged outward. Shen Chengfeng felt his palms split open as fresh blood dripped down, and the spear slipped from his grasp.
But Qin Ning did not stop there.
He drove the staff forward. Another clanging sound rang out as the staff struck the spear, followed by a sudden, soft chuckle.
The shaft of the spear slid past Shen Chengfeng's arm and plunged straight into his heart.
Fresh blood gushed out. Shen Chengfeng's face turned deathly pale. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body completely numb, unable to utter a single word.
"Cough, cough..."
His lips trembled. Shen Chengfeng wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
"Patriarch!"
"Patriarch!"
The eyes of the two brothers, Shen Chenglong and Shen Chengyun, bulged in fury. They glared at Qin Ning, their killing intent surging.
Qin Ning had been fighting for a long time; his spiritual qi could not possibly be as abundant as before.
"Slaughter him!"
Throwing all caution to the wind, the two brothers rushed toward Qin Ning.
"Still seeking death?"
Qin Ning snorted coldly and pulled back his staff.
At this moment, spiritual qi condensed into a thread through the staff.
The thread was like a sewing thread used by women, as thin as a spider's silk. Yet, the moment it detached from the staff, it split into multiple strands.
Turning into countless threads, they shot out in all directions.
The sound of rushing wind filled the air, accompanied by explosions all around.
The martial artists pierced by the threads froze, unable to move a single inch.
Even the bodies of Shen Chenglong and Shen Chengyun were restricted, completely immobilized.
How could this be?
Not only were the members of the Shen clan stunned, but even the guards of the Qin clan had no idea what was happening!
"The biggest mistake of your Shen clan was failing to distinguish right from wrong, colluding with the Chu and Ling clans to commit evil!"
"For insulting my Qin clan, death is not enough to atone for your sins!"
Qin Ning's figure flashed several times. Wherever his wooden staff went, fresh blood sprayed. As if under a freezing spell, their bodies could not move, and they fell to the ground one by one.
At this moment, the members of the Shen clan were like guilty lambs, slaughtered one by one.
Qin Ning wore a white robe, yet it was not stained with a single drop of blood, making him look incredibly elegant.
Was this... really still a martial artist of the Eighth Gate, the Jing Gate realm?
No one could fathom how Qin Ning was able to achieve such a feat!
Letting out a breath, only then did Qin Ning stop.
"Brother Ning, are you alright?" Qin Xinxin asked, hurriedly running over.
"I'm fine!"
Qin Ning twirled the slender staff in his hand and smiled. "The real masterminds haven't even shown themselves yet!"
"As for these people..."
"It's simply because I saw through their Mingmen!"
Qin Ning said nonchalantly, "The Mingmen is a martial artist's vital weakness. Once it is exposed, even a martial artist of the Ninth Gate, the Tian Gate realm, is nothing to be feared."
Although Qin Ning spoke lightly, a martial artist's Mingmen was never easily exposed to enemies, nor would they ever tell anyone where it was. It was by no means easy to spot.
Yet, judging by Qin Ning's actions, it had indeed seemed incredibly easy.
Qin Hai also nodded.
"Alright, don't crowd around here anymore!"
Qin Ning smiled faintly. "I'm afraid the main players have arrived!"
No sooner had Qin Ning's voice fallen than dark clouds began to gather across the sky, which had only just begun to brighten.
The sky gradually grew dark.
"It's getting dark..."
Qin Ning muttered to himself, clenching his fist as a satisfied smile played on his lips. "A dark, windy, and rainy night... the perfect weather for killing..."
At that moment, the sound of galloping hooves gradually echoed in the distance.
Although it was daytime, not a single soul could be seen walking the streets of Lingyun City.
Only three groups of mounted men approached from three different directions.
The Ling family—Ling Shicheng!
The Chu family—Chu Shanhe!
The Lin family—Lin Zhantian!
Leading the elite guards of their respective clans, the three patriarchs slowly advanced toward the Qin family estate from the east, west, and south.
This time, all four city gates had been sealed off; they had no worries about anyone from the Qin family escaping.
Furthermore, they had been lying in wait around Lingyun City for days. Anyone bearing the surname Qin who tried to flee the city would have been instantly eliminated.
And now, it was time for the final step: extermination!
The complete annihilation of the Qin clan!
The guards of the three great families had all set out.
The thundering of hooves shook every street.
Among the elite guards of the three great families, at least a thousand men from each clan were surging forward like a tide.
Everyone in Lingyun City understood that today, a world-shaking event was about to unfold.
The destruction of the Qin family was practically a foregone conclusion!
What a pity for Qin Cangsheng and his favored son, Qin Ning.
Yet, pity was just pity; no one would dare stand up for the Qin family.
This was a clash between the four great families, a conflict they had absolutely no right to interfere in.
Outside the gates of the Qin Manor, three main roads stretched out in three directions.
The sound of hooves grew louder and clearer, carrying an incredibly heavy, oppressive weight. Like the rapid beat of war drums, it grew increasingly urgent, filling everyone inside the Qin Manor with panic and dread.
Within the manor, the women, the elderly, and the children were all trembling with fear.
Qin Ning looked at everyone, a smile playing on his lips.
"Everyone!"
Qin Ning spoke up, "This calamity was brought about by me, Qin Ning. Therefore, it is only right that I be the one to resolve it!"
"After today, the Qin family will be the greatest clan in Lingyun City. There will no longer be a Ling family or a Chu family!"
Hearing these words, whispers broke out among the crowd.
Qin Ning's words were truly stirring.
At a moment when a great catastrophe was about to strike, Qin Ning acted as though they were about to receive a blessing from the heavens.
"Third Young Master!"
A woman stepped forward, looking at Qin Ning. "Can we really win?"
"Of course!"
Before Qin Ning could even speak, Qin Xinxin immediately straightened his back, puffed out his chest, and declared loudly, "With Brother Ning here, the Qin family will never fall! Brothers of the Qin family, it is time for us to show the Ling family exactly how loyal and righteous the descendants of our Qin family are!"
"That's right!"
A Qin family disciple suddenly shouted, "Originally, it was the Third Young Master's Star Gate that was stripped away, yet the Ling family still used their power to bully us!"
The crowd instantly erupted in anger.