Zhou Yan's gaze fell upon the black iron牌子, and he was instantly stunned.
This black iron牌子 looked very ordinary, but Zhou Yan felt that it seemed to contain some strange power fluctuations, as if it could absorb spiritual energy.
"Could it be that this black iron牌子 is related to that black bear?"
Zhou Yan's eyes flickered, and he immediately put the black iron牌子 into his storage ring, then turned to stare at the man in the green shirt, "Were these guys sent by you?"
A trace of anger was hidden in his tone. Just now, this guy actually used a spear to poke his backside. Although it didn't pierce through, it still hurt fiercely.
"Heh heh, that's right!" Da Feng Xiao Shuo Wang
The man in the green shirt grinned, and then said, "Kid, surrender obediently, and you won't have to suffer!"
"You want me to surrender? Are you worthy?"
A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth, and he said indifferently, "Your Lotus Sect has quite the nerve to provoke even the royal family? Don't you know that our royal family is related to His Majesty the Emperor?"
"Oh? So you are a descendant of the royal family?"
The man in the green shirt's gaze became slightly solemn, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "However, this time, you are probably out of luck. I advise you to hand over that Fire Spirit Crystal obediently, otherwise, I guarantee you will die a miserable death."
"Who do you think you are?"
Zhou Yan sneered, and his figure suddenly disappeared. The next moment, a dazzling blade aura emerged, tearing through the void, and slashed fiercely towards the man in the green shirt.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, the man in the green shirt's face changed drastically, and he retreated rapidly.
"Clang!"
His reaction was not slow. At the critical moment, he blocked Zhou Yan's blade.
However, this blade did not stop. Immediately after, hundreds of blade auras swept over like a tidal wave.
Clang clang clang....
The man in the green shirt's reaction was equally formidable. As these blade auras descended, his figure was elegant and agile, like a ghost, dodging left and right to avoid these attacks. At the same time, he pushed his palms forward, and instantly, several palm prints filled with black mist roared towards Zhou Yan. Before the palm energy even arrived, it stirred up a gust of wind, causing Zhou Yan's robes to flutter and his black hair to dance wildly in the wind.
These palm prints were all condensed from spiritual energy, with extraordinary power. If they hit, bones would be broken and tendons would be snapped.
However, Zhou Yan did not care at all. He took a deep breath, and a rich vital energy gathered madly in his hand. Then, Zhou Yan's arm, like a coiled dragon, erupted with astonishing power.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the next moment, three blade auras fiercely struck the palm prints. With three explosions, the man in the green shirt's palm prints were instantly shattered, turning into specks of light and dissipating.
"This..." The man in the green shirt's pupils contracted sharply, revealing an expression of disbelief. His palm technique, called "Black Flood Dragon Hand," could pierce steel plates when cultivated to its peak, and even contend with some Profound-grade martial skills. Yet, it was actually broken by Zhou Yan's bare hands?
"What a domineering pair of bare hands!"
The man in the green shirt was shocked. Such power was definitely not something a Body Tempering eighth-stage cultivator could possess. Only peak ninth-stage, or even a half-step Innate Grandmaster, could achieve this. Could this young man be a half-step Innate Grandmaster?
But, weren't half-step Innate Grandmasters legendary existences? How could they appear here?
"Kid, you've got some skill!"
The man in the green shirt's eyes flashed with cold light. "However, my main objective this time is not you, but the Fire Spirit Crystal!"
Rumble~
As the words fell, he leaped into the air, suspended in mid-air. He formed ancient hand seals with both hands, and a surge of spiritual energy boiled within his body, finally transforming into a fist imprint and smashing down towards Zhou Yan below.
Bang!
This fist imprint was ferocious and abnormal, carrying an overwhelming pressure that fiercely collided with Zhou Yan's chest.
"Tricks!"
Zhou Yan shouted coldly, and with a flip of his wrist, his golden spear swept out. A dazzling spear light surged out and fiercely collided with this fist imprint.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound was heard, and this fist imprint instantly shattered.
"This guy..." The man in the green shirt's expression slightly changed. Zhou Yan's strength far surpassed his. He broke his full-powered "Black Flood Dragon Hand" with brute force alone. This level of strength was not much different from that of an early-stage Innate martial artist.
"It seems you have some ability too!"
The man in the green shirt's eyes burned with fighting spirit. "Since that's the case, let me see how powerful you truly are!"
Rumble rumble!
As his voice fell, the man in the green shirt formed hand seals, and instantly, endless spiritual energy surged out, transforming into a ferocious black flood dragon phantom. It bared its fangs and claws, roaring and charging, pouncing towards Zhou Yan.
"Hmph, mere tricks!"
A hint of disdain flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes.
In an instant, he waved his hands, and infinite blade light filled the surroundings, shooting towards the black flood dragon phantom.
Muffled sounds were heard one after another as the blade light and the flood dragon phantom collided, splashing blinding sparks.
Puff!
After a moment, the flood dragon phantom was destroyed, and the blade light, with undiminished momentum, fiercely struck the man in the green shirt's chest.
The man in the green shirt staggered and fell straight to the ground, his face extremely pale. He was clearly not lightly injured. He stared at Zhou Yan with fear in his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then gritted his teeth, "Good kid, you do have some strength. However, you're still too green to snatch the Fire Spirit Crystal from my hands!"
Hum~
As soon as the words fell, a purplish-red crystal suddenly appeared on the man in the green shirt's forehead, surrounded by a faint halo.
This was clearly a Soul Crystal Core.
"This guy actually has a Soul Crystal Core!" Zhou Yan's expression sank. He hadn't expected this guy to be a soul cultivator.
"What kind of Soul Crystal Core is this?"
Zhou Yan carefully observed this Soul Crystal Core and found that it was filled with wisps of black smoke. This black smoke was evil negative energy. However, on the surface of the Soul Crystal Core, there seemed to be a strange rune restriction, preventing this negative energy from getting close.
"This is a second-tier Soul Crystal Core, named the Soul Crystal Core of the Black Fiend Demon King. This kind of crystal core contains a trace of demonic fiend power. Once contaminated by this demonic fiend power, even a True Qi Realm expert will be eroded and eventually fall into the demonic path!"
The man in the green shirt sneered, his gaze icy as he looked at Zhou Yan, his eyes filled with mocking laughter. "Kid, I'm telling you, if you dare to touch the Soul Crystal Core, I will immediately detonate it. Your fate will be the same as that corpse over there, blown to ashes."
As he spoke, he stomped his foot fiercely. Instantly, the corpse that had been split in two turned into a bloody mist and dissipated into the air.