This is a small world, utterly incomparable to the outside Lord’s world, nor to the world of the Cang Lan Continent.
The laws of such a small world posed no threat whatsoever to Zhou Yan. Looking at the human face in the sky, Zhou Yan soared upwards, emitting a colossal fluctuation that made heaven and earth tremble.
His Primordial Yin-Yang Divine Power was unleashed, forming a world-shattering Taiji diagram. Zhou Yan himself was a world, the Taiji diagram evolving heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, flora and fauna, yin and yang.
The mysterious expert unleashed powerful energy, filling the sky with profound fluctuations, like a furious deity stirring the very essence of the world.
This was the Black Market’s powerhouse making a move. The opponent manipulated the formation power of this world, intending to use the strength of the entire small world to annihilate Zhou Yan.
Within this small world, Zhou Yan was at an absolute disadvantage, and a single lapse in attention could lead to his complete destruction.
The opponent here was like a “creator god,” and virtually no one could contend against such a being.
Zhou Yan, however, was different. Everything he possessed was unaffected by this place. The rules of this small world had no bearing on him, and he could still utilize his full capabilities.
Even the spiritual energy of this world, Zhou Yan could forcibly plunder and channel into powerful attacks.
This truly astonished many. Zhou Yan’s methods were too formidable; he could act “against the heavens,” unaffected by the opponent’s “heavenly dao restraint.” This was astonishing, something ordinary individuals could never achieve.
A colossal palm, covering heaven and earth, descended towards Zhou Yan, carrying terrifying destructive fluctuations and inscribed with Dao patterns. This was an attack condensed from the small world itself; an ordinary person would surely be unable to withstand such a formidable assault.
It was akin to defying the heavens, and how could a mere human contend against the sky?
The mysterious expert had already sealed all the spiritual energy around Zhou Yan, preventing him from drawing upon the world’s spiritual energy. Zhou Yan could only rely on his own spiritual power.
Array patterns were activated, trapping Zhou Yan, intending to immobilize him and render him incapable of any action.
How could Zhou Yan willingly be suppressed like this? The Taiji formation diagram evolved into the power of his own world. He countered world power with world power. This force destroyed all incoming energy, shattered all attacks, and rendered all array patterns into nothingness.
The world power evolved by Zhou Yan was also not to be underestimated; it was profound and masterful. Only with equally powerful means could this predicament be broken.
Zhou Yan raised a hand, and myriad forces converged into his palm, transforming into a colossal divine fist.
This fist emanated an eerie fluctuation, as if a primordial saint were striking a blow across the ages, imbued with supreme saintly might, an attack that nothing could break, nothing could impede.
The rules of this small world were utterly incapable of resisting the attack of this Primordial Divine Fist. The fist’s power was too immense, its energy too terrifying, shattering all constraints.
“Boom, boom, boom!”
Thunderous roars continuously echoed through the sky. This was the sound of the small world’s formations collapsing, the sound of array patterns shattering, and even more so, the sound of the small world’s rules being broken.
The colossal palm in the sky began to crack upon encountering Zhou Yan’s formidable Primordial Divine Fist, completely disintegrating and finally vanishing into nothingness.
The Primordial Divine Fist, with its unparalleled divine might and sacred world power, struck towards the human visage in the sky, as if declaring to all present that provoking him meant even the heavens would be shattered.
“How is this possible!” The demigod expert, secretly orchestrating all this, watched the scene with utter disbelief. He was a peak demigod, his strength having reached an impasse.
With his power, controlling the rules of the entire small world was supposed to be effortless against anyone. Yet, the outcome now far exceeded his expectations.
Zhou Yan was entirely unbound by any rules, shattering the constraints of the entire small world. The array patterns of this small world had no effect on him whatsoever.
Everything was shattered. Zhou Yan’s methods were too powerful; the rule power of the entire world was as if non-existent before him.
“Everyone, lend me your strength! We cannot let this fellow look down on us, or we will lose all face. We have held so many trade fairs, and never has such chaos erupted.”
“If we cannot suppress him this time, won’t everyone dare to run amok on our territory in the future?”
This peak demigod expert had no choice but to seek help from several old fellows nearby. This was not merely about their pride but also their future reputation.
If they couldn’t even deal with a troublemaker this time, more people would follow suit in the future. Their reputation would be damaged, and no one would participate in future trade fairs, which would be detrimental to their interests.
Zhou Yan’s disruption directly affected their future gains. How could they allow Zhou Yan to continue causing trouble? Regardless of Zhou Yan’s backing or methods, they had to suppress him.
“This fellow must have been sent by someone else to cause trouble. We cannot let him continue his rampage.”
An aged elder emerged, his age indeterminate, his hair entirely white, as if he had one foot in the grave.
“It’s rare to have reached this scale. Not everyone can destroy it.”
Another elder walked out, his spirit vigorous, his aura powerful, enveloped by a mysterious energy.
One elder after another emerged. They were the controllers of the entire Black Market. The Black Market Alliance, passed down to their generation, had developed into a considerable force, and they absolutely would not allow it to be disrupted.
The Ten Elders of the Black Market controlled the entire Black Market Alliance. Each of them commanded countless powerhouses and merchants. They were the very source of the Black Market Alliance.
Each of them was very old, their strength having reached the demigod realm, and a few were even just one step away from the divine realm. Unfortunately, they could never ascend.
Ten demigod powerhouses jointly released a powerful energy. They combined to control the rules of the small world, activating various array patterns to form a human figure.
This figure appeared as the world lord of this small world, overlooking all sentient beings. Everyone felt an immense divine might.
Zhou Yan also flew to the high heavens, occupying half the sky alongside this “figure.” Killing intent surged between them, their two powerful auras clashing and colliding, creating storms.
“Kid, who sent you? If you tell us, we can spare your life!” one of the Ten Elders questioned Zhou Yan.
“Hahaha, what a joke! Who could have sent me? You are the ones who provoked me. I didn’t want trouble, but you provoked me, and now you are digging your own graves,” Zhou Yan replied disdainfully.