The Yan King's face changed instantly. As a Commandery Prince, he held prestige and nobility, and this was the first time he had ever had to humble himself before someone younger.

Does he expect me to kneel?

Qin Feiyang said meaningfully, "Yan King, a son, once lost, can be replaced. But if you lose your position as Commandery Prince, you'll never be able to recover."

The Yan King's ten fingers clenched tightly, his eyes fixed ominously on Qin Feiyang.

Finally, his heart hardened. Turning his head away, he shouted, "If you want to kill, then do it quickly!"

"Father..." the crown prince cried out.

Even my own father doesn't care if I live or die! Is this really the end for me?

"I can't accept this!" he roared like a madman. "I've already opened the first layer of the Door of Potential! My future is limitless! I can't die here!"

"HUH!" Surprised, Qin Feiyang turned to look at the Yan King and asked, "You gave him the Potential Elixir?"

The Yan King said angrily, "If you're going to make a move, do it quickly! Stop wasting time!"

Shaking his head, Qin Feiyang said with regret, "Such a fine Potential Elixir, actually wasted on a dog. Truly a blatant waste of a treasure."

The Yan King was shaking with rage. The crown prince was his son, so insulting the crown prince as a dog was tantamount to indirectly insulting him as well.

This little bastard deserves to die!

"Qin Feiyang!" the crown prince suddenly let out a fierce roar. He rose, glaring venomously at Qin Feiyang, and sneered, "Let's make a bet."

"A bet?" Qin Feiyang paused, then smiled faintly. "Go on."

The crown prince challenged, "Let's have a one-on-one duel. If I win, you let me go. If I lose, I'm at your disposal!"

"A duel?" Qin Feiyang looked at the crown prince, puzzled.

He really couldn't understand where the crown prince had borrowed the guts to challenge him.

However, a glimmer of hope rose in the Yan King's heart. Ever since the crown prince broke through the Martial Artist's Extreme State, his cultivation speed had progressed by leaps and bounds.

Even though Qin Feiyang had activated the second layer of the Door of Potential, there was still an age gap between him and the crown prince. Therefore, he believed his son would definitely win! Now, it all depended on whether Qin Feiyang had the guts to accept the crown prince's challenge.

Yan Nanshan and the beautiful woman looked at each other, a trace of worry in both their eyes.

The beautiful woman couldn't help but advise, "Feiyang, a meaningless fight like this is just a waste of time. There's no need to agree."

"Haha..." the crown prince burst into wild laughter. "Qin Feiyang, aren't you always so arrogant? Don't you look down on everyone? Why is it now that you don't even dare to accept the challenge of a condemned prisoner? It seems you're just a useless coward, a spineless wretch!" He mocked mercilessly.

The corners of Qin Feiyang's mouth lifted in a faint smile. "Saying so much, aren't you just trying to provoke me into agreeing? Fine, I'll grant your wish."

Yan Nanshan and the beautiful woman immediately frowned. The Wolf King, Ren Wushuang, the Lion Headed Hawk, and the Blood Eagle, however, had eyes full of deep mockery.

The Yan King gave a cold sneer inwardly and, gesturing with his hand, ordered, "Everyone, fall back!"

The crowd retreated several meters, clearing an area for Qin Feiyang and the crown prince.

"Come on!" With a sweep of his wide sleeve, Qin Feiyang clasped his hands behind his back. His gaze was calm, his demeanor relaxed yet tinged with an air of casual arrogance, radiating an incomparable confidence.

"Haha... You're seeking death yourself. Don't blame this Prince for being ruthless!" The crown prince laughed wildly, his momentum erupting.

"Six-star Martial Ancestor?" Qin Feiyang looked surprised.

It seemed the crown prince had refined quite a few Bloodfiend Pills recently. Then this man deserves to die even more!

"If you have the guts, don't dodge! Overlord Fist!" the crown prince shouted provocatively. Like a returning overlord, he threw a punch at Qin Feiyang.

As long as Qin Feiyang doesn't dodge, I have absolute confidence that I can smash him to pieces with one punch—not even dust will remain!

"Alright, as you wish again. I won't dodge," Qin Feiyang nodded, his expression as calm as ever.

"Arrogant!" A chilling light flickered in the depths of the Yan King's eyes.

"You really are incorrigible!" the crown prince roared. "This Prince will send you to hell right now! Die!"

A murderous aura, so potent it felt tangible, enveloped his entire body, and a cruel grin spread across his face.

Just as his fist was about to smash into Qin Feiyang's chest, Yan Nanshan and the beautiful woman's eyelids twitched; they almost couldn't stop themselves from intervening.

But at that very moment!

"Binding Tiger Hand!" Qin Feiyang murmured. His right hand, clasped behind his back, shot out like lightning.

SLAP! He directly gripped the crown prince's wrist.

The crown prince's fist was a mere three inches from his chest. But that three-inch gap, in the crown prince's eyes at this moment, was like an insurmountable chasm, impossible to cross!

"How is this possible?" The smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by profound disbelief. "I don't believe it!" he roared again and again.

His True Qi surged out desperately. His power surged madly. But even if he used every last ounce of his strength, he couldn't advance another inch!

At this moment, the entire place fell silent. The various magnates were dumbfounded.

They clearly remembered that when Qin Feiyang went to Pan County to participate in the friendly competition, he was still just a one-star Martial Ancestor. How much time had passed since then? Yet his strength could now actually crush the crown prince, a Six-star Martial Ancestor?

Is this... is this a dream? Even if he unlocked the second layer of the Door of Potential, he couldn't possibly have progressed this quickly, could he?

"Why?" the crown prince stared savagely at Qin Feiyang, roaring hysterically. "In terms of effort, I worked harder than you! In terms of talent, I'm no worse than you! In terms of pills, you have top-grade Qi Gathering Pills, and I have Bloodfiend Pills! You've only opened one more layer of the Door of Potential than I have. So why are you still faster than me?"

"Fatty is already quite shameless, but to think there's someone even more shameless than him, daring to say his talent isn't worse than Xiao Qinzi's?" the Wolf King chuckled. "Hey, little bug, tell me, where did you borrow such courage?"

Looking across all of Yan Province, who would dare compare talent with Qin Feiyang? He'd seen many shameless people, but this was the first time he'd encountered someone so utterly unabashed. Thinking himself so remarkable, he was, in reality, a complete fool, a buffoon in the eyes of others.

"Beast! After I kill Qin Feiyang, I'll slaughter you next!" These words pushed the crown prince to the extreme of shame and anger. With a furious roar, he raised his other arm and swung wildly at Qin Feiyang.

"You've been posturing for so long. It's time for you to pay your blood debt!" Murderous intent surged in Qin Feiyang's eyes. His entire aura changed in an instant! Like a War God from hell, his whole body emanated an astonishingly fierce and baleful aura.

He clenched his five fingers forcefully!

SNAP!

The crown prince's wrist instantly shattered.

ARGH! The intense pain transformed into crashing waves, fiercely assaulting every nerve in the crown prince's body, causing him to scream miserably in pain.

"This punch is for Jiang Zhengyi!" Qin Feiyang roared, punching towards the crown prince's abdomen!

HOWL! The crown prince's body arched, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"This punch is for Ling Yunfei!" Qin Feiyang struck again with another punch.

He didn't use any Martial Arts Techniques. Nor did he use True Qi. He was afraid he might kill the crown prince outright.

"This punch is for Lo Qingzhu!"

"This punch is for Zhao Shuang'er!"

"This punch is for Feng Ling'er!"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

ARGH!!!

Qin Feiyang's eyes were bloodshot, like a maddened wild bull, as he hammered punch after punch into the crown prince's abdomen.

That terrifying gaze! That astounding killing intent! Even supreme magnates like Yan Nanshan couldn't help but feel their hearts pound with fear!

As for the crown prince, he was like a human punching bag, unable to muster the slightest resistance, only able to take the beating. His miserable cries echoed within the main hall. His eyes were filled with desolation and despair!

BOOM!

Qin Feiyang landed one final punch. The crown prince was sent flying, crashing into a stone pillar. His head immediately split open, blood streaming, and he saw stars.

"Please... kill me!" he lay on the ground, blood gushing from his wounds, and pleaded weakly.

"Killing you would be letting you off too easily!" Qin Feiyang walked forward step by step, his gaze chilling to the bone, like a cold-blooded god of slaughter.

"Who can give me a swift death?" The crown prince painfully raised his head, his desperate gaze sweeping over the Yan King and the others.

"I will!" The Yan King's teeth were bared and his eyes wide with fury. He raised a hand, and a stream of Battle Intent emerged, forming an arrow that shot like lightning into the crown prince's brow.

In an instant, the crown prince's head tilted to the side, and he dropped dead!

Qin Feiyang faltered for a moment, then abruptly turned to look at the Yan King, a harsh light flickering in his eyes. But then, a mocking smile touched his lips as he said, "To kill your own son with your own hands... that must be a very painful experience, wouldn't you say?"

The Yan King felt like he was about to go mad, his body trembling violently! The next moment, a surge of hot blood rushed to his throat, and he spat it out!

Qin Feiyang's expression shifted, and he quickly said, "Senior Yan King, are you alright? You are the Commandery Prince of Yan Province; you must take care of yourself!"

The Yan King was so enraged he spat out several more mouthfuls of old blood.

A flicker of contempt passed through Qin Feiyang's eyes as he said with concern, "Senior Yan King, while I can understand your current feelings, the purge plan cannot proceed without you. Can you still continue?"

The Yan King roared inwardly, Little bastard, I swear, if I don't kill you, I'm not a man! Then, he forced a very stiff smile and said, "Do not worry about this King. Although he was my son, he committed such a grievous error that his death was deserved. This King will not grieve for him."

Qin Feiyang cupped his hands and smiled. "Senior is indeed a person of great impartiality. I am impressed. The next target: the Lin family!"

At the mention of the Lin family, a strong murderous intent flashed in the Wolf King's eyes.

Qin Feiyang glanced at it, then turned to the beautiful woman and said, "Elder Ji, I'll trouble you to stay in the Royal Palace, lock down the news, and, while you're at it, capture Lin Chen."

"Leave it to me," the beautiful woman nodded with a smile.

WHOOSH!!!

The group exited the main hall and soared into the sky. The Lin family was also in East City. Within a few breaths, they descended above the Lin family's estate.

The Wolf King scanned the area below and transmitted mentally, "Xiao Qinzi, tonight, the Lin family must be annihilated!"

"Yan Nanshan and the others definitely won't agree, but don't worry. I'll make arrangements later," Qin Feiyang replied secretly.

"Good." The Wolf King's eyes at this moment were exceptionally chilling.

"Hall Master, I must trouble you now to capture Lin Huo and Lin Hao and rendezvous with us at Elder Lin's residence," Qin Feiyang said, cupping his hands.

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