For the first time, Chu Tianhua felt an unprecedented fear.
This fear of death made Chu Tianhua breathe rapidly.
"No!" Chu Shaofan shouted in horror as he watched Qin Xuan about to make his move.
Just as Qin Xuan was about to attack Chu Tianhua.
"Stop!"
"How dare you, you impudent brat!"
Two scolding voices rang out.
The voices arrived before the figures.
Two figures rushed towards Qin Xuan at extreme speed.
Qin Xuan glanced sideways, a cold smile on his face.
He immediately reversed his palm and struck behind him.
The two figures were instantly greatly alarmed.
They brought their arms together in front of their chests, blocking Qin Xuan's palm strike.
However, their bodies were sent flying backward.
They landed in the courtyard outside the hall, retreating more than ten steps before they managed to steady themselves.
"Such immense power!" one of the slightly plumper individuals exclaimed.
"Both of us are Grandmasters. This person's strength far surpasses ours... Could it be that his realm has surpassed Grandmaster?" the tall and thin one added.
"How is that possible!" the胖子’s eyes were wide with shock.
As soon as the two finished speaking,
From outside the courtyard gate, another twenty or thirty people rushed in.
All of them were martial artists.
Among them were several masters of Huajin, with the rest being Xiantian and Houtian.
This was the full martial artist foundation of the Chu family.
It was known that Huajin martial artists were considered foundational powerhouses for some second or third-tier families.
Even in the capital, they were considered powerful figures that commanded respect, with many families struggling to produce even one.
Yet, in the Chu family, there were several, and a considerable number of Xiantian practitioners.
This was the powerful foundation of one of the four great families of the capital.
Qin Xuan looked at the crowd filling the courtyard, his cold expression intensifying.
He pointed at them one by one and spoke.
"You, killed two maids of the Qin family back then."
"You killed my third uncle's youngest grandson that year, sparing even a child."
"You killed my third uncle with a palm strike."
"And you..."
Qin Xuan pointed out most of the people present.
Then, Qin Xuan's gaze fell upon the fat and thin individuals.
"Gao Defa, you ambushed my father with a palm strike back then, injuring him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been killed by you scum."
"Song Zhaoxiong, you poisoned my grandfather. In the end, he didn't die from the combined attacks of everyone, but from your poison, right?"
Qin Xuan's father, although at the Grandmaster realm, possessed combat power that was not inferior to any Grandmaster.
And Qin Xuan's grandfather was a bona fide Grandmaster. Between Grandmasters, even with disparities, victory wouldn't be decided in just a few moves.
Qin Xuan understood that his grandfather, back then, had succumbed to poison after only a few exchanges.
He then fought against the various Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters, enduring the pain.
Otherwise, even with the ten Grandmasters and several Great Grandmasters present that year, with Qin Xuan's father's monstrous combat power and his grandfather, a Great Grandmaster,
Although Qin Xuan's father and grandfather were outnumbered, they would not have been wiped out.
Gao Defa and Song Zhaoxiong's brows furrowed instantly.
A Huajin martial artist instinctively spoke.
"Kid, are you that bastard son of Qin Xuan from back then?"
Upon hearing the word "bastard son," Qin Xuan's killing intent surged.
He raised his hand and waved.
A feather duster flew from a table towards the Huajin martial artist.
The Huajin martial artist's pupils instantly widened. Before he could even react,
The feather duster pierced directly through the Huajin martial artist's forehead.
He died without even feeling pain.
Watching the Huajin martial artist slowly fall to the ground,
Gao Defa, Song Zhaoxiong, and the other martial artists were all stunned.
What kind of skill was this! Killing a Huajin martial artist with such ease!
Even Great Grandmaster experts wouldn't kill a Huajin martial artist so casually and simply.
"Today, you will all die, to mourn the hundred souls of Qin Xuan from that day."