His words came to an abrupt end.

Because a cold, unfamiliar voice, yet carrying a chilling indifference that sent shivers down one's spine, suddenly rang out at the study doorway.

The person you're looking for is never coming back.

The voice was calm and undisturbed, yet it was like a chilling wind from the depths of hell, instantly dispelling the warmth in the study.

Zhao Tianhai's whole body jolted violently.

His hand holding the teacup trembled violently, splashing scalding tea onto the back of his hand, but he was completely unaware.

"who?"

He suddenly turned his head and shouted sharply, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief!

Where is this place?

The Zhao family's main residence is the very heart of the family!

The area is heavily guarded and teeming with skilled fighters!

How could anyone possibly sneak up to his study door without making a sound?

He suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on the direction of the door!

The door to the study had been pushed open a crack from the outside, though no one knew when.

A tall, slender figure stood quietly outside the door.

The dim corridor light outlined the cold, hard profile of his face.

It was Qin Yang!

Zhao Tianhai's heart skipped a beat!

Is it him? What's he doing here?

Where is Elder Wuji? Where are the guards and worshippers outside?

The next second, his gaze followed the crack in the door and saw the scene behind Qin Yang.

The pupils suddenly contracted into the most dangerous pinpoint shape!

The guards who should have been standing guard in the corridor outside the door were nowhere to be seen.

Instead, a shocking crimson hue appeared!

Blood flowed like a stream, meandering across the floor.

Several corpses dressed in the Zhao family's sacrificial robes lay in pools of blood, contorted in various ways.

Their eyes were still wide open, lingering with the fear and resentment of their deaths!

A bone-chilling cold instantly shot from the soles of Zhao Tianhai's feet straight to the top of his head.

He's lived for so many years, what storms hasn't he seen?

But the scene before him, which resembled a battlefield, and the cold, menacing young man outside the door, filled him with an unprecedented fear.

It was a suffocating feeling, as if death had gripped your throat!

"Someone come here!"

Zhao Tianhai's voice became shrill and even distorted due to extreme fear.

He instinctively wanted to call for his bodyguards, to summon the last trump card hidden in the shadows, responsible for his safety.

"Help! Bodyguards!"

"Kill him! Kill him right now!"

He roared hysterically, his face devoid of its usual composure and authority, replaced only by fear and a fierce but cowardly demeanor!

Qin Yang slowly pushed open the study door and stepped in.

The expression on his face remained unchanged, icy cold.

Looking at the seemingly insane Zhao Tianhai, a mocking sneer appeared on his lips.

"Stop shouting, all those useless people outside are already dead."

Like a final thunderbolt, it struck Zhao Tianhai's heart hard!

The color drained from his face in an instant, leaving only a deathly pallor!

Dead?

They're all dead?

Those elite guards, those powerful elders... were all killed by this young man alone?

How is that possible?

Qin Yang's gaze fell on Zhao Tianhai's face, which was contorted with fear.

His cold gaze was as if he were looking at a dead person.

"Now, it's your turn."