Suddenly, Zhou Yan's eyes narrowed, and he gazed at a skeleton not far away. A trace of pleasant surprise flashed in his eyes as he murmured to himself, "This skeleton is actually a demon beast's remains, worth a thousand silver coins."
"Hmm?"
The young man in black raised an eyebrow and followed Zhou Yan's gaze. Immediately, a greedy smile spread across his face, and he walked step by step towards the demon beast's remains.
He pointed two fingers and slashed, and a black light shot out, piercing into the skeleton.
"Rumble..."
In an instant, the demon beast's remains violently shook, and bursts of roaring sounds erupted, as if something had awakened.
Crack! Crack! Crack...
Following that, dense cracks appeared on the demon beast's skeleton, spreading like a spiderweb, and finally turning into a pile of mud.
"Hahaha, it is indeed a spirit beast skeleton, and what's more, a two-star spirit beast!"
The young man in black laughed heartily, overjoyed. Spirit beasts were rare and valuable treasures, yearned for by cultivators.
"You damned bastard!"
Zhou Yan cursed, his heart filled with urgency and anger. He watched helplessly as a spirit beast skeleton worth a thousand silver coins vanished from the world.
"Huh? Why is it gone?" A moment later, the young man in black stood stunned, his expression bewildered.
"What do you think?"
Zhou Yan grinned, breathing a sigh of relief. He had finally escaped danger, but his guard was still up, his eyes fixed on the young man in black.
"Little brat, you dare to trick me?"
The young man in black became enraged, his face contorted. A surging aura, like a tidal wave, swept outwards.
He was filled with shame and indignation. He had confirmed just now that this skeleton was indeed a spirit beast, and he hadn't expected Zhou Yan to play such a trick on him. He felt resentful.
"Heh heh..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan chuckled sheepishly, thinking to himself, "It's all your fault for being so stupid and falling for my trick."
"Little brat, you have completely angered me. I will flay your skin, pull out your tendons, and mince you into paste to feed the dogs." The young man in black gritted his teeth, his face ferocious.
He was incandescent with rage. As a peak innate realm cultivator, being toyed with by someone who had been practicing martial arts for less than two months was a complete humiliation. He would never forget this profound insult.
"Young Master, I'll kill him for you."
Suddenly, a guard beside the young man in black stepped forward and said. He was burly, dark-skinned, and exuded a wild, ferocious aura.
"Go ahead!"
Hearing this, the young man in black's expression softened, and he nodded haughtily, commanding, "Rip this ant apart for me and let him know the price of offending me, Lin Feng."
"Yes."
The guard nodded, leaped up like a bolt of lightning, and in an instant, appeared before Zhou Yan. He extended an iron-like claw, shimmering with a dark light, and fiercely grabbed Zhou Yan's neck, intending to lift him.
At this moment, Zhou Yan's heart tensed, his expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he activated the remaining true qi within him and circulated it wildly.
"Ah..."
Zhou Yan roared to the sky, his eyes bloodshot. True qi surged through his body, and a powerful aura rose like billowing smoke.
"Bang!"
Zhou Yan resisted fiercely. The guard's arm trembled, almost losing his grip, and he stumbled back.
"Huh?"
This time, the young man in black was stunned, looking at Zhou Yan in disbelief.
"You little whelp, so you were hiding your strength." The young man in black's eyes were bloodshot, and he was sputtering with rage.
Zhou Yan sneered and ignored him. The true qi on his body grew denser, his fists clenched, ready for battle.
"Little brat, I will tear you apart!" The young man in black roared, his eyes nearly bursting. Zhou Yan's actions had touched his pride, and it was unforgivable.
"Kid, you're courting death!"
The young man in black's hair stood on end, his body seething with power. He stomped his foot, launching himself into the air and charging towards Zhou Yan.
"Who dies first remains to be seen!"
Zhou Yan was cold and ruthless. He shook his arms, and a faint golden radiance emanated from his body. His fists were astonishing, smashing fiercely into the young man in black.
"Boom..."
The young man in black was sent flying horizontally, crashing through several towering trees before landing on the ground in a sorry state.
"Pfft..."
The young man in black spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, a hint of fear in his eyes.
He was extremely shocked. The power of that punch was too great; he couldn't resist it at all.
"Why has your strength broken through?" The young man in black struggled to get up, his face filled with confusion. Zhou Yan's strength was comparable to his, yet he possessed such an overwhelming advantage.
"I have you to thank for that." Zhou Yan grinned sinisterly, "Your essence blood is very pure and contains vast vital energy, a great tonic for me."
"So that's how it is. No wonder your aura seems a bit different."
The young man in black suddenly understood, his heart filled with regret. If he had known this, he should have taken a pill to stabilize his injuries before fighting Zhou Yan. But now, it was too late.
"Die!"
Zhou Yan roared, stepping forward. His right fist whistled, carrying an overwhelmingly domineering aura, and smashed out again.
Bang bang bang...
Fist shadows rained down like mountains collapsing and the earth cracking. Zhou Yan's fist techniques were like a dragon, his fists moving so fast that it was impossible to defend against.
"Ah..."
The young man in black wailed, retreating step by step. His left arm was broken, his right shoulder caved in, and his internal organs were all shaken.
"What to do? What to do?" The young man in black panicked, his eyes turning blood-red. He wished he could escape immediately.
"Little brat, you just wait. I will definitely kill you."
The young man in black glared at Zhou Yan. As the young master of a royal mansion, he was accustomed to being on top and had never suffered such a loss. Today, he had stumbled so badly; it was a profound humiliation.
"Heh heh, you're quite resilient."
Zhou Yan sneered, a killing intent surging within him. He knew he couldn't leave any witnesses and had to kill him.
"Kill!"
The young man in black roared, struggling desperately, employing various methods to break free.
"Hmph, just a dying struggle."
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, his true qi surging within him and channeling into his fist, making it even more overbearing and unstoppable, pushing the young man in black back repeatedly.
"Ah..." The young man in black screamed, his bones shattered, and blood seeped from his seven orifices.
"Stop, or don't blame us for being impolite." The young man in black shouted sternly, his eyes flashing with a cold glint.
Whoosh...
However, Zhou Yan ignored him and continued his attack, his fist winds sharp and his moves ferocious.
"Save me..." The young man in black cried out in terror, no longer as arrogant as before, fearing that Zhou Yan would truly kill him.
"Young Master..." another guard shouted.
"You dare defy me, get lost!" The young man in black roared, his eyes blazing like fire, glaring fiercely at the guard.
"Alas..."
The guard sighed and could only stand by and watch. After all, he didn't want to abandon someone to die, but since his young master insisted on courting death, he couldn't do anything.
Finally, with a rumbling sound, the young man in black was struck and sent flying several feet, falling to the ground, covered in blood, his breath extremely weak.