Midnight

The three guards had yet to react when that streak of light and shadow rapidly closed in with the speed of Swift Thunder.

Qin Yang struck out with both fists, powerful and forceful, like a pair of bell-striking rams.

Bang! Bang!

The faces of the two guards seemed to have been struck by ten-thousand-pound boulders. Their cheekbones caved in viciously, their noses, eyes, and mouths all mashed together.

Qin Yang's punches were not straight punches. They came down from above at a slight angle.

As a result, the two guards were not sent flying, but were blasted flat onto the ground by a single punch.

Crack!

Before the last guard could react, Qin Yang seized his neck with both hands and twisted.

His head was turned one hundred and eighty degrees around.

The entire process took less than a breath, and the sounds never traveled beyond the courtyard.

Qin Yang swiftly tossed the three corpses into the flowerbed beside them.

The main entrance was tightly locked.

But Huang Xinglong had broken out through the window earlier, which instead gave Qin Yang an opportunity.

He directly climbed through the window and entered the Meditation Chamber.

"Based on what I overheard before, that Turtle-Snake Art should be in Huang Ruhu's hands. I just don't know whether he kept it here or carried it with him."

Qin Yang swept his gaze around.

The Meditation Chamber contained only a few prayer mats, a tea table, several stools, and a bookcase.

Naturally, Qin Yang first turned his attention to the bookcase.

After searching for a while, he actually found a Qi Gathering Cultivation Method.

But it was not the Turtle-Snake Art. It was the Pure Qi Art.

"This should be the Huang Family's own third-rate Qi Gathering Cultivation Method."

"Damn it."

Though Qin Yang sounded disdainful, his hands honestly tucked it away.

Afterward, he looked around again. Unwilling to give up, he flipped over every prayer mat and carefully felt them over.

He truly felt out another manual.

But to Qin Yang's great disappointment, this manual still was not the Turtle-Snake Art.

"Rushing Thunder Palm."

"The name sounds pretty imposing. I wonder what grade it is."

Qin Yang muttered as he put away the Rushing Thunder Palm as well.

"Looks like Huang Ruhu carried the Turtle-Snake Art on him. That makes things a little troublesome."

Qin Yang's brow furrowed slightly.

Tonight was undoubtedly his best opportunity.

After tonight, Huang Ruhu would only become more guarded.

Besides, once word of Huang Xinglong's disappearance leaked out, he likely would not be the only one setting his sights on the Huang Family.

"Then there's no other way. I can only be ruthless."

Qin Yang took a deep breath.

The Huang Manor's main hall was very quiet.

Everyone was waiting for news.

Only Huang Tianhu could not sit still, pacing anxiously back and forth through the hall.

Huang Ruhu was just about to tell his younger brother to settle down for a while.

"I'm going to the latrine first."

Huang Tianhu spoke up before he could.

"Go." Huang Ruhu waved a hand.

Huang Tianhu left the hall with an impatient look on his face.

Yet after quite some time, Huang Tianhu had still not returned.

"That brat didn't go back to his room to sleep, did he?"

One of the clan elders frowned.

"This..." Even Huang Ruhu could not say for sure. With Huang Tianhu's personality, he really was capable of doing something like that.

"I'll have someone go ask."

Huang Ruhu called out toward the outside of the hall.

Yet several breaths later, there was no response at all.

"Something's wrong."

"There should be guards standing watch outside the hall."

Huang Ruhu's eldest uncle, Huang Xinghai, immediately felt a bad premonition.

Huang Ruhu's heart also jolted as he sensed that something was amiss.

Now only he, his eldest uncle Huang Xinghai, and a clan uncle remained in the hall.

Fortunately, all three were Blood Moving Martial Artists with martial skills, so they remained fairly composed.

"Old Chen!"

Huang Ruhu called out several more times, but still received no response.

Now the three of them knew that something had definitely happened.

"Let's go out and take a look together!"

Huang Ruhu said in a low voice.

Huang Xinghai and that clan uncle also rose to their feet with grave expressions.

The three cautiously walked out of the hall.

They discovered that the guards outside had long since vanished. The manor was dark and empty, carrying a faint air of strangeness.

"Where did everyone go?"

Huang Ruhu frowned slightly.

Just then.

His ears twitched faintly as he heard a trace of wind!

And that wind came from above!

"Watch out!"

He cried out.

But his warning came a little too late.

Bang!

A figure swooped down like a great bird, an elbow falling like a thousand-pound boulder and smashing viciously into that clan uncle's head!

Bang!

That clan uncle did not even feel pain before the immense force struck him unconscious.

But in Huang Ruhu and Huang Xinghai's eyes, the scene was utterly horrifying.

That clan uncle's skull cracked and burst open, while his eyeballs were squeezed out by the crushing force.

"You're courting death!"

Huang Xinghai snarled and charged fiercely at the black-clad attacker.

The wind from his palm roared like thunder as he struck like lightning!

The masked man in black darted out like a flying swallow the instant he landed.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Faintly, the sound of surging waves seemed to rise from within his body.

It was the sound created by his blood qi churning and surging.

That astonishing blood qi made Huang Ruhu's scalp tingle.

"Eldest Uncle, be careful!"

After shouting that, he too launched a fierce attack, striking at the man in black with the force of rushing thunder.

Huang Xinghai gritted his teeth and drove his blood qi, making his palm force three parts more tyrannical.

He could not retreat now, nor could he withdraw his palm. He could only hope to injure his opponent with this strike.

The man in black did not yield either. As his blood qi swelled, he threw out a heavy punch.

Arhat Demon Subduing!

The surging Blood Qi Force, the close-range burst of the Flying Swallow Steps, and the fierce power of the Arhat Fist made the force of this punch—

Like a ten-thousand-pound warhammer crashing down!

Boom!

The instant fist and palm collided.

Huang Xinghai screamed as the bones in his entire arm were nearly pulverized in an instant.

At the same time.

Qin Yang clenched his left hand into a fist and smashed it into Huang Xinghai's head with unstoppable force.

Splurt!

Huang Xinghai screamed and was sent flying straight into the main hall.

Bang!

At the same moment.

Huang Ruhu also struck the black-clad man's heart viciously with his palm.

His clothes split apart.

Yet Huang Ruhu felt as if he had struck a tough protective barrier. He had not caused the slightest harm.

"Iron Body Skill?"

"You're Hun Yuan Yi?!"

Huang Ruhu seemed to recognize the black-clad man's identity at once and cried out in shock.

The black-clad man narrowed his eyes and unleashed the Arhat Fist in a frenzy against Huang Ruhu.

His Ninefold Wave Blood Moving was now complete. His Blood Qi Force was incomparably abundant, and with the Divine Ability Rushing Rivers Return to the Sea, he did not need to worry about exhausting his blood qi. Every punch was exceptionally fierce and terrifying!

After barely holding on for over a dozen exchanges, Huang Ruhu was struck in the temple by the black-clad man's fist.

Bang!

In that instant.

The terrifyingly fierce fist force erupted.

The brain matter inside Huang Ruhu's head was instantly crushed apart by the dreadful force and flowed from his facial features.

"You..."

Huang Ruhu stared at the man in black, his eyes filled with venomous hatred.

The man in black swiftly searched Huang Ruhu's corpse and finally found a manual.

Just then, Qin Yang heard some movement. Without time to inspect the manual, he leaped away and silently vanished into the night.

Some guards whom Qin Yang had not dealt with were drawn here by the commotion, carrying torches as they approached.

But when they reached the vicinity of the main hall, they saw only three corpses in horrifying states.

One guard even came running over in panic. "The second young master—the second young master is dead by the latrine!"

But when he saw the three corpses on the ground, he froze.