The corpse was originally that of an ordinary human, but at this moment, its aura suddenly surged to its peak, emanating a terrifying murderous intent all over.
"Hehehehe, finally resurrected..."
The middle-aged man let out a strange laugh, "This shell is still barely qualified."
As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his arms, his figure shot up into the sky, turning into a bolt of lightning, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.
"Hmm? This guy seems a bit strange."
Zhou Yan frowned, not letting down his guard, and continued to search for the enemy's traces.
A moment later, he stopped on the roof of a building, his cold gaze looking into the distance, his divine sense spreading out, covering a range of several hundred meters.
"Eh? This guy seems to have run away."
Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself, "He actually got away..."
His gaze locked onto a certain direction, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Since you are not benevolent, then don't blame me for being unjust."
As the words fell, Zhou Yan turned into a stream of light and flew towards that direction.
...
Inside a hidden stone cave.
Pfft!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The burly man's right knee was clearly broken, bleeding profusely, a shocking sight.
"Damn little brat!"
His eyes flashed with intense hatred.
"If you hadn't ambushed me, how could I have been defeated by you."
He gritted his teeth.
Although he didn't know the young man's name, just by the sword in his hand, he guessed that the young man must have something to do with Zhou Yan.
"Hmph, you only managed to injure me by relying on the advantage of your treasure."
The burly man snorted coldly. He reached out and grabbed a bottle of potion, applying it to his knee.
Instantly, his broken right leg healed rapidly.
"When I return, I will surely tear you into pieces!"
A cold light flashed in the burly man's eyes.
"Whoosh—"
Suddenly, a sharp sword light whistled, carrying a sharp whistling sound.
"Who?"
The burly man was greatly surprised and quickly dodged to the side.
Bang!
The next moment, the sword light heavily struck the ground, creating a deep pit, and dust filled the air.
"Who are you?"
The burly man looked up and gazed forward.
In front of him appeared a thin, young-faced youth, holding a long sword, his expression cold and solemn.
"Zhou Yan!"
Hearing this familiar name, the burly man's face changed drastically, "It really is you."
This burly man was named Zhao Yunxiao, a core disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Years ago, he had fought with Zhou Yan and was heavily injured twice, almost losing his life.
"Zhou Yan, you dare to barge into my Heavenly Demon Sect's main altar. Today, I will eliminate you on behalf of my master."
Zhao Yunxiao roared, his skin turning black-red, and dense runes appeared on his body.
These runes seemed to contain terrifying pressure, causing the surrounding temperature to drop significantly.
This was a secret art of the Heavenly Demon Sect. When cultivated to a high level, all the acupoints on the body were activated, possessing terrifying power.
"Heh heh, I don't need you to do it. I'll take your life."
Zhou Yan sneered, stomped his foot on the ground, and shot out like an arrow.
Rumble~
He raised his long sword, and strands of lightning flashed, like a sun rising, carrying incomparable brilliant lightning, and slashed down fiercely.
Zhao Yunxiao's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately retreated. At the same time, he formed seals with his hands, cast a secret technique, and a vast spiritual power condensed and gathered in his hand, forming a black-red blade.
"Die!"
He shouted and swung the black-red blade, fiercely meeting Zhou Yan's ferocious sword energy.
With a clang of metal against metal, Zhou Yan was forced back more than ten steps, but this was just a casual attack from Zhou Yan, not using his full strength.
"As expected of a core disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, this level of attack can't do anything to him."
Zhou Yan sighed inwardly, pondering slightly.
"Zhou Yan, kneel down and beg for mercy, and perhaps I can consider letting you go, Hahahaha..."
Zhao Yunxiao laughed wildly. After repelling Zhou Yan with one move, his confidence soared.
"You wish!"
Zhou Yan's face was stern, showing no fear at all. He swept his long sword out, unleashing dazzling sword energy that instantly enveloped the entire palace.
Buzz—
A strange ripple emanated from Zhou Yan's body, spreading out like ripples in all directions.
Pfft pfft pfft~~
The next moment, Zhao Yunxiao's protective aura shattered inch by inch, turning into a puff of smoke and dissipating.
Then, Zhou Yan flipped his wrist, and his sword pointed directly at Zhao Yunxiao's neck.
"What?"
Zhao Yunxiao's eyes widened, looking at the scene before him in disbelief.
"What kind of move is this, that it can't even block my protective aura..."
Zhao Yunxiao's heart pounded violently.
"Could it be that he has already cultivated to the peak of the Half-God realm, with one foot in the realm of gods?"
Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Yunxiao's forehead, filled with regret.
He never expected that a mere ant in the Divine Realm would grow so fast, surpassing him in just a few months.
"Now, do you still want to kill me?"
Zhou Yan stared at Zhao Yunxiao, his cold voice slowly transmitting.
Zhao Yunxiao's face was pale, his throat dry, and he swallowed hard.
Reality was too cruel.
At this moment, he completely surrendered, and with a bitter smile, said, "I dare not, I am not worthy..."
Zhou Yan sheathed his sword and turned to walk out of the stone room.
"Zhou Yan..."
Zhao Yunxiao stared blankly at his retreating back, suddenly feeling a sense of surviving a catastrophe.
...
After leaving the ancient tomb, Zhou Yan and Diao Chan were on their way to the northern region of the Great Wilderness.
They were ambushed by that ancient family in the ancient tomb. Zhou Yan would not let them go and decided to personally attack their family to see how bold they were.
At this moment, the guards of that family were already waiting for Zhou Yan and the others.
"Kid, you actually dare to come and die!"
An old man in green stood at the forefront of the group, staring at Zhou Yan sinisterly, "You should know that our Wang clan is a vassal of the Tianlan County King's mansion. Now, the second young master of the County King's mansion is here. I advise you to surrender quickly and avoid suffering physical pain."
This old man wore a blue robe, and the character "Wang" was embroidered on his chest, indicating that he was from the Wang clan.
"So it's from the Tianlan County King's mansion. No wonder they are so fearless."
Zhou Yan suddenly realized.
The Tianlan County King's mansion held a very high status in the Great Xia Dynasty. Even a first-rank marquis had to show them courtesy.
It was said that the ancestor of the Tianlan County King's mansion was a powerful warrior who resided in Tianlan County, intimidating all directions, with immense power. In the Great Xia Dynasty, apart from His Majesty the Emperor, no one dared to provoke them.