67: Chapter 67 Night Visit to the Zhang Family

Han Ming slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling the surging Protective Aura within his body, and a satisfied smile curled the corners of his lips.

As a 5-Star Great Martial Master, combined with his Perfection-level Profound Rank High Grade Martial Skill, his combat power was enough to crush an ordinary 9-star Grand Martial Master.

"System, open the panel."

Instantly, a pale blue light screen appeared before his eyes.

[Host: Han Ming]

[Qi and Blood Value: 523,680 points]

[Realm: 5-Star Great Martial Master]

[Talent: SS-Rank Profound Ice Spirit Body, SS-Rank Heaven-defying Comprehension]

[Cultivation Technique: Ten Thousand Dao Scripture (Immortal Rank) (Other lower-level techniques will not be displayed)]

[Martial Skill: Wind Shadow Step (Perfection), Mountain Crushing Palm (Perfection), Wind-Thunder Palm (Perfection), Qi Concealment Art (Perfection), Water Shadow Step (Perfection), Azure Wave Sword Technique (Perfection), Star-Shattering Finger (Perfection)]

[Current Disciple Quota: 3/4]

[Bound Disciples: Lin Fan (1-Star Great Martial Master), Li Xuewei (5-Star Martial Master), Gong Shuting (9-star Martial Artist)]

The progress of his disciples was quite good, especially Lin Fan and Li Xuewei.

Once Lin Fan finished digesting the resources on him, he would be able to improve his strength by at least one star.

And with Teacher Xue Muhan on Li Xuewei's side, her rate of improvement would certainly not be slow.

As for Gong Shuting, she was already quite a Genius compared to others, but in Han Ming's view, her speed of Breakthrough was still too slow.

There was no help for it; her talent was in Comprehension Ability, which, at her current stage, was not of much help.

Han Ming looked in the direction of the Zhang Family, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Zhang Family, it was time to put an end to this.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

From the first day of his Transmigration, the Zhang Family had been like a blade hanging over the head of the Han Family.

Seizing Spiritual Plants, extorting millions, injuring his grandfather, sending people to tail him, and even wanting his life.

This debt needed to be settled.

Han Ming changed into a black robe, put on a silver mask, completely concealed his presence, and left the Han Family silently.

The Zhang Family courtyard.

It was deep in the night, and the lanterns on the courtyard walls swayed gently in the night breeze, casting flickering shadows.

Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu sat in the study with a report spread out before him, his brows tightly furrowed.

The two people he had sent to tail Han Ming had already been out of contact for several days.

Neither the living nor the dead could be found.

"Could they have been discovered by Han Tianxiong?" he muttered.

Just then, a black shadow flitted past the window.

"Who?" Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu turned abruptly, palms gathering Protective Aura, staring vigilantly out the window.

No one answered.

Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu frowned, and just as he was about to push the door open to check, the door was suddenly kicked open.

A figure in a black robe stood at the doorway, the silver mask gleaming coldly in the candlelight.

"It's you!" Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu's pupils constricted, his face changing drastically.

This person in the black robe was the mysterious powerhouse who had ransacked the Zhang Family's shops and killed the retainer Liu.

"Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu, long time no see." Han Ming's voice had been disguised, sounding low and hoarse.

Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu took a step back, gathering his Protective Aura to the limit, and shouted sharply: "Who exactly are you? Why are you targeting my Zhang Family?"

"The dead don't need to know so much; you'd better go ask the King of Hell yourself!"

Han Ming took a step forward and slammed out with the Wind-Thunder Palm!

Thunder light exploded in his palm, with electric snakes dancing about, illuminating the entire room.

The Protective Aura of a 5-Star Great Martial Master erupted with full force, its power terrifying; wherever the palm wind passed, the air was torn apart, emitting sharp whistling sounds.

"What? A Profound Rank High Grade Martial Skill?"

Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu felt the power of Han Ming's Martial Skill, his expression changing greatly as he exclaimed in shock.

He hurriedly exerted his full strength to unleash the Zhang Family's Profound Rank Medium Grade Martial Skill, Mountain Splitting Fist, carrying a momentum of splitting mountains as he met Han Ming's Wind-Thunder Palm.

"Boom!"

Fist and palm collided, emitting a dull, thunderous sound.

Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu felt a force like a landslide and tsunami surging toward him; his entire arm instantly lost all sensation, and his body flew backward like a cannonball, crashing through the wall and landing heavily in the courtyard.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, his hair scorched, black smoke rising from his body, with wisps of electric light still flickering.

"You... a Profound Rank High Grade Martial Skill at Perfection, how is that possible?"

Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu widened his eyes, his face full of shock.

One had to know that the further one cultivated a Martial Skill, the harder it became; he had cultivated the Mountain Splitting Fist for decades and had only reached the Major Achievement Realm.

"Who is it? Daring to come to our Zhang Family and run wild?"

Just as Han Ming intended to kill Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu with a single finger, a furious shout rang out, approaching from afar.

Several figures swept out from various parts of the Zhang Family, surrounding Han Ming in the center.

Leading them was Zhang Mingshan, an 8-star Grand Martial Master, followed by Second Elder Zhang Mingyuan, Third Elder Zhang Mingliang, and two retainers at the Great Martial Master level.

Five people, five thick auras, locked onto Han Ming firmly.

"So it's you, the one who has been targeting my Zhang Family?" Zhang Mingshan stared fixedly at the figure in the black robe, killing intent chilling in his eyes.

Han Ming did not answer; he merely glanced at Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu lying on the ground, secretly feeling it a pity. He was just one finger away from claiming his life.

"No matter who you are, don't think about leaving here alive tonight." Zhang Mingshan waved his hand. "Attack together!"

Five figures lunged toward Han Ming simultaneously!

Zhang Mingshan's Mountain Splitting Fist was heavy and powerful, the fist wind whistling with the might to split mountains and crack rocks. Second Elder Zhang Mingyuan's sword technique was sharp, the sword light like a streak of silk, aiming straight for Han Ming's throat. Third Elder Zhang Mingliang's palm technique was sinister, specifically attacking vital points. The two retainers, one left and one right, sealed off Han Ming's retreat.

Han Ming did not take it head-on; he shifted his feet, unleashing the Water Shadow Step.

As a Profound Rank High Grade movement technique at the Perfection Realm, its speed was extreme. His figure was like a reflection in water, drifting and indistinct, causing all five of their attacks to miss.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The fist wind, sword light, and palm force slammed into the spot where Han Ming had just been standing, blasting a large crater into the ground and sending rubble flying.

"Such fast speed!" Second Elder Zhang Mingyuan's expression changed.

Han Ming did not give them a chance to catch their breath; his figure flashed, appearing behind one of the retainers. He pointed out with the Star-Shattering Finger, and a sharp finger wind shot out, heading straight for the retainer's heart.

The retainer sensed danger and turned abruptly, slamming out with a palm. But the finger wind was too fast; it pierced through his palm wind and exploded a bloody hole in his shoulder.

"Ah!" The retainer screamed and stumbled backward.

Han Ming did not pursue; his figure disappeared again, appearing to the side of the other retainer. He used the Star-Shattering Finger again; the retainer could not dodge in time, and his thigh was pierced through, blood gushing out.

In just a few breaths, two retainers at the 3-Star Great Martial Master level had lost their combat effectiveness.

Zhang Mingshan's face was livid; he roared, unleashing the Mountain Splitting Fist with full force, the fist wind enveloping a radius of ten zhang, forcing Han Ming to retreat.

"Surround him! Don't let him run!" Zhang Mingshan shouted loudly.

Second Elder Zhang Mingyuan and Third Elder Zhang Mingliang moved left and right, blocking Han Ming's retreat. The three formed a triangular formation, surrounding Han Ming in the middle.

Han Ming stopped, looking at the three, the corners of his lips under the mask curling up slightly.

"Water Shadow Step!" Zhang Mingshan stared at Han Ming's movement technique, his pupils suddenly constricting. "Who exactly are you? And what is your relationship with the Gongshu Family?"

He knew that this Water Shadow Step was the secret, exclusive technique of the Gongshu Family; as a Profound Rank High Grade movement technique, the only ones in all of Jiangbei who could Cultivate it were the core descendants of the Gongshu Family.

This figure in the black robe not only knew the Water Shadow Step but had also cultivated it to such a profound Realm; this was definitely not something an outsider could learn.

"Guess?"

Han Ming did not say more, preparing to unleash the Wind Shadow Step to leave the Zhang Family at any moment; the Water Shadow Step was fine for combat, but the Wind Shadow Step was faster for running away.

He had not expected Zhang Mingshan's strength to be so strong—an 8-star Grand Martial Master with a Profound Rank Medium Grade Martial Skill at Major Achievement—his strength was more than a notch higher than his own.

To kill him, he would need to at least reach the 6-Star Great Martial Master Realm.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, since you've come, then stay here!"

Seeing that Han Ming would not speak, Zhang Mingshan snorted coldly, killing intent bursting from his eyes.

He unleashed his movement technique, pressing forward, and his Mountain Splitting Fist at Major Achievement slammed toward Han Ming's chest.

Han Ming only felt his body sink, as if a large mountain were pressing down on him.

If he were hit by this punch, he would be severely injured even if he didn't die.

"Want to keep me here? That depends on your ability."

Han Ming shifted his feet, his figure instantly dissipating like a phantom in water.

"Rumble!"

Zhang Mingshan's punch, with the momentum of a mountain, instantly missed, smashing a building in front into pieces.

Han Ming's figure appeared again, already behind Third Elder Zhang Mingliang.

Before he could react, Han Ming pointed out with the Star-Shattering Finger, and a finger beam, as if capable of shattering stars and splitting rocks, shot toward Third Elder Zhang Mingliang's head.

"Fourth brother, watch out!"

Second Elder Zhang Mingyuan, who was watching this scene from the side, had his expression change drastically, and he screamed, his liver and gallbladder splitting with terror.