The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 491: The Extermination of the Jia Family!

Hanwu County, Jia family's residence.

One by one, the Jia family guards and martial artists fell under Ling Feng's sword without being able to withstand even a single move. With a single sweep of his sword, he harvested lives like wheat.

All of this happened in the time it took to drink a cup of tea. The once peaceful Jia residence had now become a living hell.

Of course, Ling Feng did not completely annihilate everyone. He only targeted the Jia family's martial practitioners, sparing the old, weak, and women. He wasn't so ruthless as to kill them indiscriminately.

Slash!

Accompanied by cries of anguish and the sound of blood splattering, one Jia family martial artist after another fell into a pool of their own blood.

They couldn't understand why their family was facing such a catastrophic disaster.

The head of the Jia family, Jia Yan, holding an iron spear, rushed out from the main hall with several Jia family elders. Seeing the bloody scene in the courtyard, he trembled with rage.

"Who are you? What great hatred do you have for the Jia family to come and massacre us?"

Jia Yan was furious. The Jia family's status in Hanwu County had already declined significantly, yet now someone had come to exterminate them. It was clear that they intended to wipe out the entire Jia family.

"Who am I? Has your Jia family done so many evil deeds that you can't even remember your enemies?" Ling Feng sneered. "It doesn't matter. When you're in hell, you can ask your third elder."

As he finished speaking, Ling Feng's sword flashed, and another Jia family member's life was taken.

"Bastard! Do you really think the Jia family is defenseless?"

The second and fourth elders of the Jia family narrowed their eyes, releasing a chilling killing intent. With a flick of their sleeves, they launched a joint attack.

They had noticed that the cultivation level of this black-robed figure was not too high, roughly at the peak of the Pulse Formation Realm. The Jia family still had several Transformation Realm experts. How could they not handle a single Pulse Formation Realm martial artist?

"Oh? You consider yourselves human?"

Ling Feng sneered and immediately unlocked the first Primordial Lock. A powerful aura erupted, and a three-zhang[1] qi wall expanded out from him, forcefully repelling the two Jia family elders.

In the next moment, Ling Feng's figure shot out like a ghost. In an instant, he slit the throats of the second and fourth elders with his sword, killing them instantly.

Thud!

Thud!

The two bodies fell heavily to the ground with blood gushing out of them. This bloody scene left the remaining Jia family members in utter despair.

Even our Jia family's peak fighters can't withstand a single move from this black-robed figure?

"Who... who are you?" Jia Yan trembled all over, the iron spear in his hand clattering to the ground.

If this black-robed figure could insta-kill the second elder, he could do the same to him.

"Is this the demeanor of a family head?" Ling Feng sneered, his voice cold and merciless like a demon from hell.

If only they had known back then, they wouldn't be facing this now!

The entire Jia family was engulfed in extreme fear and despair. No one knew who this black-robed demon would kill next.

"Jia Yan, take your own life," Ling Feng's cold gaze locked onto Jia Yan. "If you and the Transformation Realm elders commit suicide here, I might spare the others."

"No, no!" Jia Yan dropped to his knees with a thud. "Brave hero, I don't want to die! As long as you spare me, I'll give you anything you want!"

"Like father, like son, both equally disgusting," Ling Feng snorted. "A family head without the courage to die for his clan... You think you deserve to live? Does a clan like yours deserve to exist?"

With a sweep of his Eradicator of Realms, an overwhelming killing intent surged forth.

He had no interest in this one-sided slaughter. The sooner he dealt with the Jia family, the sooner this grudge would be settled.

"Jia Yan, get up!"

From the crowd, an elderly man with white hair and a beard stepped forward, holding a soft silver spear. He walked up to Ling Feng and shouted, "Even if the Jia family perishes, we will never beg for mercy from our enemies!"

The old man, staring at Ling Feng, said coldly, "I am Jia Jingzhong, the supreme elder of the Jia family. Our family has stood in Hanwu County for a century, making many enemies and doing both good and evil. If we are exterminated, it's our retribution. But if you want to take any more lives from the Jia family, you must step over my dead body first!"

Ling Feng looked at the white-haired elder with a hint of respect in his eyes.

"Old sir, unfortunately, we are destined to be enemies."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and slashed his sword towards the elder's neck.

Even if this was a respectable senior, an enemy was still an enemy.

Such a spirited enemy must be killed to eliminate any future threats!

Clang!

The clash of a sword and a spear resounded, piercing the air.

The old man staggered back seven or eight steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but held onto his spear and refused to fall.

"Supreme Elder!"

The old man's actions ignited the blood of the Jia family men, who raised their weapons and charged at Ling Feng.

Even if they couldn't win, they wouldn't let Ling Feng look down on the entire Jia family.

Shamefully, Jia Yan, the head of the family, had no intention of dying bravely. Instead, he crawled away, trying to escape while his clansmen fought Ling Feng.

"Look! This is your family head?"

Ling Feng swung his sword, sending all his attackers flying.

He then sneered and unlocked the second Primordial Lock. True qi erupted again, and the terrifying pressure paralyzed the Jia family elders and disciples.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"

With one sword stroke, dozens of Jia family martial artists had their chests burst open, falling dead on the spot.

The supreme elder of the Jia family cast a sorrowful glance at the family hall before his silver spear fell to the ground, and he collapsed like a toppled pillar.

A once mighty Jia family hero, now fallen.

"Unfortunately, we are enemies."

Ling Feng shook his head and sighed. He then fixed his gaze on Jia Yan's fleeing figure. "Do you think you can escape?"

In a flash, Ling Feng used his Boundless Sword Steps and instantly caught up to Jia Yan.

Wherever he passed, all the Jia family guards were mercilessly cut down by Ling Feng's sword.

Jia Yan had just reached the warehouse. As Ling Feng ruthlessly dispatched the guards, Jia Yan found himself cornered with no way out.

Just before this, the female thief opened the door and witnessed the scene.

1. roughly 10m or 33ft ☜

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