At the summit of Longyun Mountain in Linhai, Yunding Villa stands majestically, like a hidden gem in a fairyland, enjoying the tranquility of Longyun Mountain.
Normally, only the Qin family and their loyal servants live there peacefully, undisturbed by the noise of the outside world.
However, today, this idyllic mountain resort is packed with people.
All the guests gathered here, their eyes fixed on one place, waiting for the arrival of one person.
“I bet that guy named Wu Tian won’t dare to come. He’s just being sarcastic. Cloud Peak Manor is the Qin family’s sacred ground. How dare a mere ant like him set foot there?”
"Haha, only a fool would believe such arrogant words. If he really dares to come, I'll twist my head off and give it to you as a chamber pot."
Before he finished speaking, a sudden gust of cold wind arose.
In the wind, a dark figure moved with the grace of a cheetah in the night.
As the wind subsided, a figure appeared, dressed in black like a night elf, standing resolutely beneath the majestic gates of Cloud Peak Manor.
He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his eyes sharp as an eagle, and stepped fearlessly into the Cloud Peak Manor, a place forbidden to the world.
This man is Wu Tian, a legendary figure whose name is about to unleash a massive wave in Linhai.
At the summit of the mountain villa, Qin Yuehe, the father of Qin Weishan, suddenly leaped up from the high platform, his voice booming like a bell, echoing through the sky, "Wu Tian, you brat, you actually dare to come!"
Everyone believed that Wu Tian was too cowardly to go, and Qin Yuehe was no exception.
He gathered the crowd here only to show off the power of the Qin family, but he never expected that Wu Tian would be so bold as to attend the meeting alone.
Wu Tian looked up, his gaze piercing through the night, fixed on Qin Yuehe. His tone was calm, yet every word carried immense weight: "In the past, you ordered Qin Weishan to massacre my entire Wu family. Today, I have come to demand repayment for this blood debt. I hope you will wash your neck clean and await divine punishment."
Qin Yuehe's lips curled into a cold smile, his contempt evident in his words, "Destroying your Wu family is just a matter of snapping your fingers. It's just a pity that you tried to kill the snake but ended up getting hurt instead. Now that you're here, it's a good opportunity to wipe out the last remnants of the Wu family."
After saying this, he gave a command that shook the heavens and the earth: "Where are the sons of the Qin family? Why don't you show yourselves at once and kill this scoundrel for me, and avenge my son Weishan?"
In an instant, the atmosphere inside and outside the manor changed dramatically.
A group of men dressed in tight-fitting clothes swept in from all directions like a storm, locking Wu Tian tightly in the center, forming an impenetrable net.
These men were all broad-shouldered and burly, exuding a composure and strength honed through years of martial arts training.
Their numbers numbered over two thousand.
Qin Yuehe stood with his hands behind his back, his voice booming like a bell, and roared, "Wu Tian, you brat, I heard you're quite good at fighting. Today, my Qin family's two thousand elite servants are all gathered here. Even if each of them just spits at you, we could drown you. If you know what's good for you, immediately beg for mercy and you might still be able to keep your whole body."
Wu Tian glanced indifferently at his surroundings, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, and said contemptuously, "What is there to fear from mere ants?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yuehe's face turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Since you are so stubborn, then I'll show you what the wrath of thunder is! Kill them!"
"kill……"
In an instant, the sounds of battle echoed through the sky, as if to tear the heavens apart.
Two thousand men, like a raging flood, rushed straight towards Wu Tian, who was trapped in the center.
At the critical moment, a playful sneer appeared on Wu Tian's lips.
He slowly bent his knees and knelt down, then suddenly threw a punch.
With earth-shattering force, it crashed heavily onto the solid ground.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar shook the entire Cloud Peak Manor, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open.
Centered on Wu Tian's fist, an invisible force swept out like a raging storm.
The men who had charged at them were instantly swept into the air, and scattered like autumn leaves caught in a gale.
In an instant, cries of agony filled the air as all two thousand men lay on the ground struggling, instantly losing their fighting ability.
One punch wipes out two thousand people!
Everyone was dumbfounded; the scene before them was truly unbelievable. What kind of monster could be so awe-inspiring?
Wu Tian rose leisurely, his gaze deep and indifferent as he stared at Qin Yuehe. "While you're still alive, use every trick in the book."
Qin Yuehe was so shocked that he almost choked on his own saliva. He really didn't expect Wu Tian to be so terrifyingly strong.
In that critical moment, he took a deep breath and hurriedly turned around to bow to a middle-aged man dressed in magnificent samurai attire beside him.
His tone was pleading and urgent, "Master Qing, we can only rely on you this time. If you can eliminate this great threat to the Qin family, the Qin family is willing to serve the Dragon Capture Hall for generations and never have any other intentions."
The middle-aged man's name was Zhu Qing, and he was the messenger of the Dragon-Capturing Hall.
Despite his title of "Transmission Envoy," he is in reality the guardian of the Dragon Capture Palace's wealth.
This person is skilled at finding and attracting wealthy young men, using the guise of teaching and mentoring to secretly guide their families to shower them with gifts.
Qin Weishan was merely one of his many "cash cows," and he never truly regarded him as a disciple.
Upon hearing Qin Yuehe's vow, Zhu Qing smiled faintly and casually tossed the leftover grapes aside.
He slowly stood up and said calmly, "Qin Weishan is my beloved disciple, and it is my duty to seek justice for him."
After saying that, his eyes suddenly focused, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, shooting straight at Wu Tian. His voice was as cold as ice, "Killing my disciple is an insult to my sect. I have sent you to end your own life, otherwise the wrath of the Dragon Capture Hall will surely make you wish you were dead!"
He revealed the name of the Dragon-Capturing Hall, attempting to intimidate Wu Tian with its formidable reputation.
After all, the Dragon-Capturing Hall is a place that makes people tremble with fear.
However, when faced with this so-called Dragon-Capturing Hall, Wu Tian simply smiled and said in an unquestionable manner, "Today, the Qin family's end is sealed. If you are wise, get out of here quickly, otherwise this will be where your soul returns."
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