Although Zhou Yan's strength shocked them, many others present had reached the 99th Heaven realm, infinitely close to demigods.
A top expert stepped forward, exuding a sharp aura like Mount Tai, emanating a terrifying pressure. He confronted Zhou Yan, "Hand it over!"
"You are not worthy!" Zhou Yan replied fearlessly.
"How dare you!"
The other party erupted in fury and unleashed a blinding radiance, transforming into a colossal azure beast claw, attempting to seize Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan countered with his "Tai Chi Thunderclap Palm." Yin and Yang energies enveloped a massive thunderous palm, radiating a mystical glow. A trace of destructive lightning pulsed with heart-pounding fluctuations.
This move was twice as potent as before. The terrifying lightning resembled chaotic thunder, causing many to change color. Such a technique was beyond the grasp of ordinary individuals.
"Boom!"
The palm and claw collided and exploded in the air. Though it was merely a probing strike from the opponent, Zhou Yan's power far exceeded their expectations. Da Feng Novel Network.
"Crack!"
The beast claw shattered like a fragile eggshell, ruthlessly crushed by the colossal palm with no resistance. Zhou Yan's supreme martial skill, mysterious and powerful, astonished his opponent.
The opponent produced a treasure: an ancient lamp adorned with peculiar, flowing ancient patterns, exuding a profound mystery.
As the ancient lamp was activated, it unleashed a torrent of black flames, eerie and sinister, as if souls themselves were being incinerated. Many retreated a few steps, gazing at the lamp with apprehension.
"This is a pseudo-divine artifact!"
Someone exclaimed in shock. No one had anticipated that this individual would employ a pseudo-divine artifact, and one capable of destroying souls at that. With such an astonishing treasure in hand, they were virtually invincible.
"Hmph! You injured my subordinate and remain so arrogant. I gave you a chance, but you still refuse to relinquish the demigod's treasure. Do not blame me then!"
For people like them, the treasures left by a demigod could potentially help them reach the threshold of divinity. They had all come for these spoils and were naturally unwilling to let Zhou Yan leave easily.
The bizarre and potent black flames scorched the hand Zhou Yan had extended, incinerating it. The combined might of a top expert and a pseudo-divine artifact was indeed extraordinary.
The man stood proudly in the void, holding the lamp, with an air of disdain for all beneath the heavens, "I'll give you one last chance. Hand it over or not!" Da Feng Novel.
Zhou Yan, like a spectral figure, stood in the void and responded with equal arrogance, "What are you?"
"Very well! Then, die!"
The man spoke no further. Black flames enveloped the void, as if intending to incinerate the entire hall into nothingness. The protective formation runes of the hall rippled violently, as if on the verge of shattering.
"What a joke, a mere pseudo-divine artifact. I have one too!"
Zhou Yan roared with laughter, utterly dismissive. He produced a brick – a black brick, a pseudo-divine artifact that had suppressed Zhu Yan for countless years. It possessed a mysterious defensive capability, capable of protecting himself or trapping enemies.
"What! Another pseudo-divine artifact!"
"A clash between two pseudo-divine artifacts!"
"Could this pseudo-divine artifact be the burial treasure of this old demon!"
Everyone was astonished once more, gazing at the pseudo-divine artifact in Zhou Yan's hand with immense surprise and disbelief.
While the man was equally astonished, he clearly sensed that Zhou Yan's cultivation realm was inferior to his. He chuckled, "Pseudo-divine artifacts require corresponding strength to unleash their full power. Your realm is inferior to mine, how can you wield its might!"
"Try me!" Zhou Yan retorted, unyielding.
Raven-black flames assaulted Zhou Yan, imbued with a demonic nature and boundless destructive power. These flames inflicted severe damage to the soul; a direct hit would result in grievous injury or even destruction!
Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao watched anxiously, glancing at Li Chungang, who appeared unfazed.
"Why the rush? This brat has finally found a worthy opponent. A great battle will benefit him greatly. Why would I let him die?" Li Chungang revealed his reason for not intervening, intending for Zhou Yan to gain deeper martial insights through combat.
The two women nodded. Their concern had clouded their judgment. After hearing Li Chungang's words, they said no more, waiting with peace of mind.
This ancient seal was named "Heaven Confinement Seal." It could even confine the heavens, making the suppression of a ferocious beast like Zhu Yan a simple task.
A strange energy emanated from the Heaven Confinement Seal. Despite the burning black flames, none could approach Zhou Yan. Both were pseudo-divine artifacts, possessing terrifying energies, yet the black flames seemed unable to affect the Heaven Confinement Seal. Its defensive power was truly more robust than a turtle's shell.
"Boy, what is this monstrosity!"
The man was greatly shocked. His "Soul Extinguishing Lamp" was incredibly powerful. Since he acquired it, it had been nearly invincible. Now, encountering its bane filled him with both rage and disbelief.
"It's the thing that will kill you!"
Zhou Yan, wielding the "Heaven Confinement Seal," advanced towards the man. Although the black flames were fearsome, this pseudo-divine artifact was precisely the nemesis of the "Soul Extinguishing Lamp," rendering it utterly useless.
Zhou Yan's speed, though seemingly not rapid, instantly closed the distance to the man. This instantaneous movement stunned the onlookers.
"Spatial ability!"
"Is this kid a spatial mage or some other class? I can't figure it out!"
Upon witnessing Zhou Yan's prowess, others sensed his possession of spatial abilities, a rare and peculiar skill.
If not for the powerful formation inscribed here, which significantly restricted spatial manipulation, Zhou Yan's spatial abilities would have been far stronger.
"Hmph!"
Despite the "Soul Extinguishing Lamp," the man, as a top expert, possessed considerable inherent strength. He threw a punch, unleashing terrifying fluctuations. A colossal fist imprint, several meters wide, slammed down towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan raised his fist in return. A strange energy surged, as if an ancient giant had arrived beside him from antiquity and delivered a punch towards the man.
"Primordial Divine Fist!"
By channeling it with Hunyuan energy, its power was amplified. This mighty and mysterious punch, as if originating from primeval times, seemed to threaten to collapse space itself.
"Boom!"
The two fists met with a thunderous roar. The colossal storm of power was too much for this small world to withstand. After all, it was not a real world, and a spatial rift had appeared.
Terrifying gravitational forces began to surge towards the entire hall, as if intending to devour everything in their vicinity.
The man was repelled by Zhou Yan's attack, utterly shocked that this individual could fight him to a draw.
The primary reason for his shock was that Zhou Yan's realm was seemingly far inferior to his, yet his actual combat strength was on par. This was truly terrifying.