C15 [mysterious Black-clothed Man]

"Kill!" Qin Ming unleashed a merciless onslaught, indifferent to the power level of anyone before him. If he saw someone, they were as good as dead.

With the perception of a Martial Emperor, Qin Ming could sense his targets no matter where they hid; they stood no chance of evading him.

"Don't kill me! I'm Zhao Kuo, the eldest son of the Zhao Family. You can't kill me," a man pleaded, shrinking back in fear before Qin Ming.

"Zhao Kuo!" Qin Ming bellowed with laughter upon seeing the man, "You're precisely who I've come for. Today, not a soul from the Zhao Family will be spared."

Zhao Kuo fell to his knees, begging, "Please, I'll never cross you again. Spare my life!"

"Spare you? And who spared the Qin Family?" Qin Ming's voice was cold and resolute.

"Qin Ming, I swear I won't marry your sister. I won't even think about it again. Just let me go!" Zhao Kuo wailed desperately.

He had assumed Qin Ming was seeking revenge for today's events. Had he known of Qin Ming's formidable strength, he would never have considered taking Qin Ming's sister as his bride.

Qin Ming scoffed, "You think this is about my sister? I'm well aware of your family's plot against the Qin Family!"

"You know?" Zhao Kuo blanched, "But how?"

As his family's future patriarch, he was deeply involved in the conspiracy against the Qin Family. Only his father and a mysterious figure were privy to these plans; it should have remained a secret.

Hearing Zhao Kuo's reaction, Qin Ming felt a surge of satisfaction—clearly, Zhao Kuo knew something of value.

"Speak up. What good are secrets to you now? Confess everything, and I might just spare your life."

"I'll talk!" Zhao Kuo was ready to do anything to survive. "I'm not entirely sure of the details. A man dressed in black approached our family, seeking the Zhao Family's cooperation to exterminate the Qin Family.

"There's no feud between our Zhao Family and your Qin Family. Why would we target you?

"It was all the black-clad man's doing. Our Zhao Family is innocent. Please, release me!"

"A man in black?" Qin Ming realized this figure must be the true instigator. He demanded, "What did the man in black offer your Zhao Family?"

"A low-grade Earth level cultivation technique," Zhao Kuo confessed, then continued to kowtow, "We were wrong. I'm begging you, let me go."

"Where is this man in black?" Qin Ming's voice thundered.

Startled, Zhao Kuo pointed towards a room, stammering, "In there, there's a basement. The man in black is hiding inside."

Following Zhao Kuo's direction, Qin Ming's gaze fell upon a firewood shed.

"You're of no further use. Time for you to die!" With those words, Qin Ming's palm struck Zhao Kuo's head.

"You're dishonorable," Zhao Kuo managed before collapsing dead to the ground.

Honorable? Why would I honor a deal with a dead man like you?

Qin Ming approached the shed and pushed open the door. His senses told him that a peak Grand Martial Master was concealed within.

He stomped on the ground, producing a heavy thud.

"Come out! Or do I need to extend a personal invitation?"

"Who are you?" emerged a man in black from beneath the earth, staring at Qin Ming in bewilderment.

"Who am I?" Qin Ming gave a chilling smile. "Haven't you always wanted to annihilate the Qin Family? Well, I am one of them."

The man clad in black was a Martial Cultivator at the pinnacle of the Grand Martial Master level; the Qin Family wouldn't dare to incite the wrath of such a formidable figure. He was curious, though—why was this man in black so hell-bent on obliterating the Qin Family?