He saw a blood-red Ganoderma lucidum on an ancient tree not far away.
"This is the Blood Ginseng Lingzhi!"
Zhou Yan immediately recognized the origin of the Ganoderma lucidum.
Blood Ginseng Lingzhi was a precious medicinal herb with extraordinary efficacy, capable of tempering muscles and bones and accelerating cultivation speed.
"Haha, tonight's meal is good."
Zhou Yan laughed heartily and unceremoniously picked the Blood Ginseng Lingzhi.
This Ganoderma lucidum was at least over a foot tall, crystal clear throughout, as if carved from jade.
He threw the Blood Ginseng Lingzhi into his storage ring.
Blood Ginseng Lingzhi was expensive, and ordinary people could not afford it.
But he was not short of money, so naturally, he had to take these things with him.
Whoosh!
Just as Zhou Yan was about to leave, his ears twitched slightly, and he heard a rustling sound.
"Someone?"
He looked up and saw a figure quietly appear, landing on a large rock. The figure stood with his hands behind his back, staring at him with deep eyes.
"It's you?"
Zhou Yan's expression sank. He hadn't expected to encounter an acquaintance.
This person was none other than the ancestor of the Bai family, Bai Wuji.
"Hehehe, Zhou Yan, you indeed did not disappoint me. In just a few days, you have actually gone from a cripple to a martial artist."
Bai Wuji grinned sinisterly, his tone icy. "I am very curious, how many moves can you last next?"
As he spoke, Bai Wuji's aura erupted, transforming into a sharp sword energy that lunged directly at Zhou Yan.
Shua!
In an instant, Bai Wuji's attack arrived.
"Hmph, since I dared to come seeking revenge, I am naturally prepared."
Zhou Yan snorted coldly and met the attack without fear.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye, the two of them engaged in battle, unleashing a fierce fight.
Their strengths were nearly equal, and neither could gain the upper hand.
However, Zhou Yan's combat skills were a notch above Bai Wuji's, and for the time being, they were unable to determine a winner.
"You little bastard, no matter what scheme or trick you have today, you cannot escape death."
Bai Wuji's face contorted with rage, his teeth gnashing, and his hatred soaring.
This Zhou Yan had caused him to lose troops and face, and his reputation was in tatters. He was simply unforgivable.
Today, he vowed to grind Zhou Yan into ashes.
"You talk too much. It's not that easy to kill me."
Zhou Yan glanced indifferently at Bai Wuji, completely unfazed.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Zhou Yan seized an opportunity and suddenly thrust out a sword, aiming directly for Bai Wuji's forehead.
This sword strike was as fast as lightning, its power fierce and its edge unparalleled.
"Hmph, child's play."
A mocking smile appeared on Bai Wuji's lips. He swayed his body and easily dodged the sword.
"Hehe!"
Zhou Yan sneered disdainfully, not rushing to attack again.
Bai Wuji's strength was not weak. He had just broken through to the Martial Master realm, and it was not advisable to rush against such an opponent.
His mission was to lure Bai Wuji out and then kill him.
"Little brat, are you out of tricks?"
Bai Wuji's eyes gleamed with ferocity as he spoke coldly.
"Is that so?"
Zhou Yan shook his head.
"You little bastard, stop pretending. Use all the moves you have, lest you die without knowing why later."
Bai Wuji said playfully.
Zhou Yan remained silent, merely staring coldly at Bai Wuji.
He was waiting!
Bai Wuji's strength was even greater than he had imagined. He wondered if it could give him a surprise.
"Little whelp, why are you glaring at me? Could it be... you're scared?"
Bai Wuji taunted.
"I am waiting for you to make a move."
Zhou Yan said lightly.
"You're courting death."
Upon hearing this, Bai Wuji flew into a rage. He stomped the ground, and his entire body shot towards Zhou Yan like an arrow.
"Die!"
Bai Wuji roared, his fist energy whistling, like a volcanic eruption, pouring out in torrents, causing the void to explode.
"Bloodline power, activate!"
Zhou Yan roared. A series of muffled sounds emanated from within his body, his aura rising steadily, becoming even more powerful.
Boom!
He clenched his iron fist and punched out. His strike was as fierce as a tiger, as if the king of a hundred beasts had descended upon the mortal realm.
Bang!
The fist energies collided, creating a resounding explosion.
Stomp, stomp, stomp!
A tremendous force surged through, and Bai Wuji stumbled back three or four steps before stabilizing himself.
Zhou Yan, on the other hand, remained motionless, standing firm.
"How is that possible?"
Bai Wuji's expression was stunned and full of disbelief.
He never imagined that Zhou Yan's strength would become so formidable that he could even withstand his attack.
This completely exceeded his expectations.
"How did you do it?"
Bai Wuji's face turned pale, his heart giving a fierce twitch. He asked unwillingly.
"Hehe!"
Zhou Yan let out a cold laugh, looking at Bai Wuji with disdain.
He sighed inwardly. Bai Wuji was, after all, old. Compared to a vigorous young man, his strength had greatly diminished, and he couldn't even withstand one of his moves.
All of this was due to his cultivation of the "Chaos Creation Art."
By cultivating the "Chaos Creation Art," he could absorb various spiritual energies of heaven and earth and convert them into pure Xuan Qi for his own use.
At the same time, there was a continuous supply of blood evil energy to nourish his physical body.
Currently, although he was at the peak of the Innate realm, his actual combat power had doubled, reaching the terrifying level of a second-level Martial Apprentice.
"Your Bai family has repeatedly hunted me. Sooner or later, I will destroy the Bai family."
Zhou Yan's gaze turned cold, his voice chilling.
In his previous life, the Bai family, relying on their power, had forced his father, Zhou Hongyu, to hand over his cultivation techniques and martial arts, and finally sent powerful individuals to kill him.
In this life, he would not only reclaim what belonged to him but also uproot the Bai family.
"Destroy my Bai family? Just by you?"
Bai Wuji scoffed, looking dismissive.
"Don't you believe me?"
Zhou Yan sneered. His pupils were deep, as if containing the power of stars, captivating the soul.
Buzz!
He flicked his wrist, and a dark token appeared, emitting a faint cold light.
"Black Nether Token!"
Bai Wuji's expression was one of great shock. He cried out in alarm, his face filled with disbelief.
The Black Nether Token was a forbidden treasure of the Bai family.
Legend had it that this item was left behind by the previous patriarch of the Bai family and possessed unfathomable power.
This forbidden artifact had once suppressed several elders of the Bai family.
Only direct descendants were qualified to wear this item. Apart from them, even those at the elder level had no right to wield it.
"Damn it!"
Bai Wuji cursed inwardly, his expression shifting uncertainly.
How could Zhou Yan possess the Black Nether Token?
"Hmph, so what if it's the Black Nether Token? My Bai family has a deep foundation. It's not something that a mere Black Nether Token can shake."
Bai Wuji's eyes flickered, and he then calmed down, saying coldly.
Zhou Yan was momentarily stunned, then suddenly enlightened.
No wonder Bai Wuji was so calm; he had something to rely on.
While the Black Nether Token was indeed precious, the Bai family was, after all, one of the five great families in Jiangnan County, with a profound heritage. How could they be intimidated by a single Black Nether Token?
"Don't worry, the Black Nether Token is indeed very powerful, but..."
Zhou Yan's lips curved into a cold smile.
"But the Black Nether Token I have is a fake, only a shell of the real thing. The true Black Nether Token, I've hidden it."
He said, word by word.
Whoosh!
As soon as these words were uttered, it was like a massive tidal wave stirring up a calm lake, surging towards the nine heavens.
Bai Wuji's pupils contracted, his eyes fixed on Zhou Yan, as if trying to find a flaw in him.