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Clan Building : The Rise of the Feng Clan

NOTE : + 500 CHAPTERS IN OUR PATREON . After a fatal accident, Feng Yuan finds himself trapped in an endless void, equipped with an auto-sign-in system that rewards him with rare treasures and immense powers during a forced slumber lasting a Thousands years. Over time, unimaginable wealth and supreme techniques accumulate, yet they remain locked away. As the end of his confinement approaches, he awakens to find himself the young master of the declining Feng family, teetering on the brink of collapse. Armed with his amassed legacy, he vows to lead his family to unprecedented glory. However, as he begins realizing his ambitions, he uncovers a terrifying, hidden conspiracy that threatens his fate and the fate of his world, launching him into an epic journey filled with battles and shocking revelations that will shape the future of entire realms.

JIHANAM2 · Eastern
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62 Chs

044 : Unveiling True Strength

As Ban Xing was injured, the mindset of everyone watching the battle began to change. On the stage, Feng Yuan and Ban Xing exchanged rapid blows, and the intense shockwaves spread outward, causing cracks to form on the platform, as if it could no longer bear the power of their clash.

Gradually, Feng Yuan lost interest in playing around.

It was too easy.

Even after suppressing himself to the level 5 , he could still easily fight Ban Xing evenly. If he wanted, he could have ended the fight in a single move. The difference in their strength was simply too vast.

The gap between the level 5 stage and the level 6 was significant, but that was only true for ordinary people. For the top prodigies of the Heaven of the Unknown, the divide between these stages wasn't unbridgeable.

Finally, with a light slash, Feng Yuan's sword swept through the air, roaring as if it had a life of its own, enveloping Ban Xing.

"Crack!"

A sharp, clear sound rang out. It was as if something on Ban Xinghad shattered, and he was forced to retreat at an incredible speed. Ban Xinge's expression grew serious. Just a simple sword strike had destroyed his life-saving treasure. If that strike had landed on him directly, he dared not imagine the consequences.

The onlookers were left in awe by the exchange.

At first, none of them believed in Feng Yuan's strength, but gradually, they began to accept the truth. Feng Yuan was truly strong stronger than anyone had imagined.

"So, the seventh prince was the true dark horse all along!"

"My god, who is this man? Why is he so powerful?"

"I heard he's the young leader of the Feng family from Myriad demons city , but this level of strength is just ridiculous!"

"Yes, the same family that recently gained two Level 6 experts."

The murmurs of amazement spread through the crowd, clearly shaken by Feng Yuan's overwhelming power. Ban Xing glanced at Feng Yuan with a serious expression, but soon his seriousness turned to cold indifference.

"You're indeed powerful, probably close to the Level 7, but… it's still not enough."

As he spoke, Ban Xing's aura surged, as if a wild beast had been unleashed from its cage. His energy exploded, making him countless times stronger than before. The difference in power between him now and earlier was like heaven and earth.

"He's reached the Level 7!"

A chorus of shocked voices echoed from the crowd, and all eyes focused on Ban Xing in astonishment.

"The Crown Prince actually has a level 7 expert under his command! Doesn't that mean he's guaranteed to win this battle for the throne?"

"Even if Feng Yuan is strong, there's no way he could defeat an level 7 expert, right?"

"This particular expert seems to be no ordinary level 7 cultivator either. I'd estimate he's at least in the mid-layer level 7 ," a Level 4 expert in the audience remarked gravely.

Hearing that, the surrounding spectators gasped in shock.

Mid-layer level 7 !

In the stands, Lin Yimeng's face filled with despair. It wasn't that she didn't believe in Feng Yuan, but a mid-layer Level 7 expert was simply too powerful.

She could tell that while Feng Yuan's combat strength was overwhelming, his aura remained at the Level 5 stage.

For him to fight so well at that level meant one of two things: either Feng Yuan was wielding a heaven-defying treasure, or he was an extraordinary genius capable of fighting far beyond his cultivation stage.

While such people were rare, they did exist.

There were tales in the Heaven of the Unknown, and Heaven of the Unknown of prodigies who could slay those many levels above their own cultivation. There were even legends of Level 7 experts defeating those in the Level 8 .

However, the idea that Feng Yuan might be such a genius was hard for Lin Yimeng to accept. He was too distant from her world. Though his strength was astonishing, capable of rivaling top talents, the Feng family was still a small clan. No matter how talented Feng Yuan was, there had to be limits.

Yet, despite her growing doubts, Lin Yimeng still hoped that Feng Yuan could somehow win.

As Ban Xing revealed his true power, even the King Jinhong narrowed his eyes. He didn't seem pleased that the Crown Prince had a mid-layer level 7 expert at his side, but rather thoughtful.

On the stage, Ban Xing brandished his crescent-shaped blade with renewed confidence. This was his true strength: mid-layer level 7.

Originally, Ban Xing had thought that by suppressing himself to the late-layer level 6 stage, he could easily secure victory in this battle for the throne. However, things had changed—he was now forced to use his full power.

"You've forced me to reveal my full strength," Ban Xing said coldly, "but this is where it ends."

His energy erupted, and the space around the stage began to crack. Even with the protective formations in place, the oppressive force made the audience feel like they were suffocating.

"How terrifying! So this is the power of a level 7 expert?"

"Just watching is enough to make my heart race. Feng Yuan surely can't win now."

"He might have had the upper hand earlier, but defeating a Level 7 expert like Ban Xing? That's impossible."

The crowd's confidence shifted entirely to Ban Xing. Most of them had initially believed Feng Yuan could win, but now they were less certain.

This battle for the throne had just begun, and it was already captivating the entire arena.

Twists and turns.

At first, everyone thought the seventh prince had no chance of winning, but time and again, the situation turned in his favor.

Now, with the revelation of the Crown Prince's secret weapon a mid-layer level 7 stage expert like Ban Xing many of the other princes grew anxious.

Though they had prepared for this battle, none of them had a way to deal with a level 7 expert.

It seemed that this fight for the throne was already won by the Crown Prince.

Back on the stage, Feng Yuan regarded Ban Xing with disdain and calmly said, "Are you so certain you can kill me?"

Raising his sword with a hint of mockery, Feng Yuan continued, "Since you're so eager to die, I'll show you a move or two. You'll see there's always someone stronger."

For some reason, Ban Xing felt a sudden wave of dread, as if he was about to face a monstrous danger.

His face grew stern as he vanished from sight, pushing his power to the absolute limit. He wanted to end the fight swiftly before anything unexpected could happen.

Feng Yuan gave a cold smile.

In the next moment, he moved…