Soul Devouring Spear, a demonic spear, possessed an overwhelming aura of slaughter. Though it retained only a wisp of sentience, its malevolent energy was difficult to conceal, instilling terror and dread.
Zhou Yan had heard that the Soul Devouring Spear was originally a true peerless malevolent weapon, a demonic artifact!
"However, as I am now, I am merely mortal flesh, unable to refine the Soul Devouring Spear. I wonder if it will still be here when I return in rebirth?"
Upon this thought, Zhou Yan's expression shifted subtly.
"No, I must leave this great hall as soon as possible!"
Zhou Yan looked up. The great hall was filled with a dense scent of blood, clearly indicating that a brutal and fierce battle had just occurred.
*Swish!*
Just then, Zhou Yan's pupils constricted. Outside the great hall, dense figures suddenly surged forth. A group of people rushed into the hall, and upon seeing Zhou Yan and Zhou Qingxue, they bared their teeth and sneered, "Zhou Yan, Zhou Qingxue, you're dead this time!"
*Rumble~*
As their words fell, these individuals immediately attacked. A colossal cauldron was sacrificed from their hands and suppressed towards Zhou Yan.
"These are cultivators of the Divine General Ninth Heaven!" Zhou Yan's expression tightened.
*Bang!*
Zhou Yan stomped his foot, his figure instantly darting away, evading the attack.
"Hmm?"
Zhou Yan's heart trembled. These martial experts seemed to be well-prepared, fully armed. They even unleashed their divine abilities, showing no mercy whatsoever.
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...*
Dozens of long spears pierced through the void, whistling as they ferociously struck towards Zhou Yan.
*Clang, clang, clang...*
Zhou Yan brandished the Soul Devouring Spear, clashing with these spears. Sparks flew, but Zhou Yan's strength was ultimately inferior. He staggered back, his tiger's mouth split open, blood gushing.
"As expected of the guardian commander of the Demon Race's mansion, truly formidable."
Zhou Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with a cold glint.
*Bang, bang, bang...*
These individuals seemed to know Zhou Yan's prowess and dared not engage in a prolonged struggle. They immediately launched a war of attrition, using ranged martial techniques to deplete Zhou Yan's soul force.
Gusts of wind, like arrows, swept in from all directions, leaving Zhou Yan with no room to evade.
"Damn it, I'll fight with everything I have!"
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, gripping the Soul Devouring Spear. His muscles tensed, and a powerful aura slowly emanated. He roared, and the Soul Devouring Spear seemed to come alive, emitting a dazzling golden light. The tip of the spear lightly tapped, shattering the air, and slashed fiercely towards those individuals.
*"Clang! Clang! Clang..."*
In an instant, sparks flew, and spear lights intertwined. Zhou Yan resisted with all his might but still retreated steadily.
"Hahaha, Zhou Yan, you're dead!"
The faces of those martial artists were bloodshot, and they shouted madly. During this period, they had repeatedly encountered Zhou Yan, and each time, they had been defeated by him. They hated Zhou Yan to the bone, wishing they could devour his flesh and drink his blood.
"The power of this Soul Devouring Spear is indeed overbearing. Unfortunately, I am currently only at the peak of the Yuan Gathering Realm. Even with the power of the Soul Devouring Pearl, I can only use it to a limited extent. I cannot unleash the full power of the Soul Devouring Spear!"
Zhou Yan felt bitter in his heart. The power of the Soul Devouring Spear was too immense. With his current strength, he could only unleash one-third of its power. Even this one-third of its power was still invincible. If unleashed to its fullest, it would be enough to instantly kill a demon of the Divine General Fifth or Sixth Heaven realm!
"Since that's the case, let's end this quickly!"
Zhou Yan's gaze turned chilling, and he made up his mind.
*Swish!*
Suddenly, a sharp blade light appeared beside him, tracing a brilliant arc that tore through the air and aimed directly at Zhou Yan.
This was a sharp sword, its edge unparalleled, its sword qi traversing the sky, its sword momentum soaring. It seemed to possess a terrifying power to destroy all things.
"Hmph, trivial trick." Zhou Yan glanced, holding the spear in his right hand. He flicked his left index finger, and with a 'snap,' the sharp blade, as if made of paper, instantly shattered.
*Puff, puff, puff...*
Then, several more blades, from different directions, stabbed towards Zhou Yan. However, Zhou Yan's long spear danced, shattering them all.
"How is this possible? How can he block our combined attack?" Those people's faces turned pale, filled with horror.
Their combined sneak attack, for anyone else, would have been impossible to block.
Yet, Zhou Yan effortlessly resolved it, even seeing through their moves!
"Such keen senses!"
An old man's gaze turned grim as he stared at Zhou Yan and said coldly, "This technique is called the 'Heavenly Dipper Sword Formation,' specifically targeting soul force. You were able to break it; it seems you possess some secrets!"
"Heh, you talk too much."
Zhou Yan smiled faintly. "Since you know how formidable I am, why don't you scram?"
"Courting death!"
The faces of those martial artists turned cold. Then, they simultaneously attacked, a surging true qi erupting and gathering on their halberds, terrible auras constantly spreading.
*Crack, crack!*
The Soul Devouring Spear in Zhou Yan's hand trembled violently, emitting low hums.
"Hmm?" Zhou Yan's eyes flickered as he looked at these people. "Are you, by any chance, from those hidden forces of the Divine Continent Empire?"
The Divine Continent Empire was the most ancient territory within the myriad realms, with profound heritage and intricate forces. Numerous sects flourished, and experts emerged endlessly, making it far stronger than other regions.
Within the myriad realms, the overall strength of the Divine Continent Empire was sufficient to rank within the top one hundred, making it one of the top-tier superforces in the entire myriad realms, with unfathomable depths.
Furthermore, these hidden forces rarely showed themselves and basically did not interact with ordinary people. Under normal circumstances, they would not participate in the King City assessment. However, Zhou Yan knew that within these forces, there existed many experts with extremely formidable cultivation, far surpassing martial artists of the same rank.
"No matter what you know, today, you must die!"
Several black-clothed figures snorted coldly, their faces showing a ferocious expression. They stepped forward, lunging towards Zhou Yan.
A dense scent of blood emanated from Zhou Yan; this was a feast of slaughter.
"Soul Devouring Spear, Godslayer!"
Zhou Yan roared. The veins in his arms bulged, his blood boiled like magma, flowing on his skin. He violently twitched his arms, the spear tip churning, transforming into hundreds of illusions, striking towards those black-clothed figures.
*"Clang, clang, clang..."*
Sounds of metal clashing echoed. Wherever the Soul Devouring Spear passed, long swords were sent flying and snapped, falling to the ground.
"This..."
"How is it possible?"
With the Soul Devouring Spear in hand, Zhou Yan was like a war god descending, invincible. Spear lights swept out like raging dragons, destroying and crushing everything. In an instant, all these martial artists lay in pools of blood.
"Such powerful martial arts! What is this kid's origin?"
"I don't know, but this kid is definitely not ordinary. His cultivation technique must be astonishing. We cannot hold back, otherwise, when he advances to the peak of the Divine Marquis realm, it will be dangerous."