His heart was thrown into turmoil.
"This brat actually blocked my demonic weapon?"
Beside him, the other two black-robed figures were also stunned.
This demonic weapon was something he had obtained at a great cost. He had originally thought it could instantly kill Zhou Yan, but unexpectedly, it was blocked by Zhou Yan.
"You two, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and kill him."
The black-clothed man's expression changed, and he urged the two of them.
Immediately, he took out a pill, swallowed it, circulated his cultivation technique, and accelerated his healing, hoping to recover as soon as possible.
"Kill!"
The two black-robed figures shouted in unison and attacked Zhou Yan.
These two were also cultivators at the sixth level of the Divine General realm, just one step away from reaching the Divine Marquis realm.
"Ants, dare to call yourselves revered?"
Zhou Yan sneered, utterly disdainful.
He threw out a punch. His fist was crystal clear, emitting a dazzling crimson glow, as if divine light was leaping within.
Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye, the attacks of the two were shattered by Zhou Yan.
Puff! Puff!
The two black-robed figures were repelled by the backlash, spitting blood, falling to the ground, and losing consciousness.
"Damn fellow!"
Seeing this, the black-clothed man was furious.
He, a powerful figure at the half-step Divine Marquis realm, was now defeated by a young man in the Qi Refining realm. This was an utter disgrace.
"You indeed have some skill, but today, I will kill you!"
The black-clothed man roared, his eyes bursting with fierce killing intent. He reached out and drew a pitch-black long sword.
Swish swish swish...
As the long sword swung, sharp sword energies surged out, covering the sky and earth as they attacked Zhou Yan.
"Hmph!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly. He stomped his right foot, and the stones beneath his feet shattered. He himself sprang out like a cannonball, his hands moving in unison, his fingers like hooks, fiercely gripping these sword energies.
Clang! Clang! Clang...
Immediately, a series of violent clanging sounds erupted, and sparks flew. Zhou Yan's physical body was as hard as steel, completely unharmed. Instead, the black-clothed man's tiger's mouth, which held the sword, cracked, and his wrist trembled violently, almost dropping the sword.
"Such a sturdy physique!"
The black-clothed man was deeply shocked. He hadn't expected Zhou Yan's physique to be so formidable, breaking his offensive solely with brute force.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
His figure flickered, dodging Zhou Yan's attacks. Strange breaths emanated from his body. His legs moved like ghostly apparitions, appearing behind Zhou Yan in an instant, carrying rolling gale-force winds as they kicked at Zhou Yan's back.
Bang!
Zhou Yan grunted, and a wisp of scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Hahaha, brat, you're doomed. This is the 'Demonic Corpse Poison' of the Demonic Corpse Sect. Once infected, it will corrode your entire body and turn you into pus!" the black-clothed man laughed heartily.
"This is... the secret art of the Yin Corpse Sect?" Zhou Yan frowned.
He could tell that the move the black-clothed man had just used was precisely the Yin Corpse Sect's secret technique, "Demonic Corpse Poison."
However, he never expected that the Yin Corpse Sect would collude with this black-clothed man, let alone ambush him.
No wonder this black-clothed man had wanted to eliminate all threats from the start and destroy the Zhou family. It seemed he had already colluded with the Yin Corpse Sect.
"Yin Corpse Sect?"
"That's right, this brat must die. Otherwise, if he escapes, he will bring endless trouble."
"Hmph, do you think my Yin Corpse Sect is a pushover?"
The black-clothed man gritted his teeth, a ferocious expression on his face. "Zhou Yan, I advise you to surrender immediately. I can consider sparing your life and letting your Zhou family off the hook."
"Useless! I'll tell you, the Yin Corpse Sect is trash, and so are you! Today, I'll send you to hell and avenge my father."
Zhou Yan's eyes were cold as he slapped out a hand.
Crack!
The black-clothed man cried out in pain. Half of his cheek caved in, and his entire face swelled up.
His face contorted, and he resentfully said, "How dare you hit me?"
"Useless. If I don't teach you a lesson, you really think you're something?"
Zhou Yan's gaze was icy. He took a step forward and slapped out again.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The crisp sound of slaps echoed in all directions. The black-clothed man's face was covered in blood, his body swaying, almost falling to the ground.
"Ah! You're seeking death!"
The black-clothed man was enraged. Black mist churned around him, and the pitch-black saber in his hand glowed with a dense black light as he fiercely slashed at Zhou Yan's chest.
Clang!
The saber edge struck Zhou Yan's body, making a sound like metal striking metal.
"What? You possess a top-grade treasure artifact for protection?"
This time, the black-clothed man was finally terrified.
Zhou Yan's physique was actually comparable to a top-grade treasure artifact?
A mocking smile curved Zhou Yan's lips. "However, don't get too pleased with yourself. What's a top-grade treasure artifact? My body is forged from refined iron, comparable to a profound-tier treasure artifact."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, the black-clothed man was petrified.
Top-grade treasure artifacts were incredibly precious and rare.
He himself only possessed an ordinary mortal-tier treasure artifact. Although he was a martial expert at the half-step Innate level, his combat power far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators at the second or third level of the Core Condensation realm.
However, Zhou Yan's strength had likely reached around the fourth level of the Core Condensation realm.
He was no match for such power.
Whoosh!
While the black-clothed man was stunned, Zhou Yan's figure flickered and suddenly appeared behind him, reaching out to grab his neck.
His speed was too fast, like a phantom. Before the black-clothed man could react, he received a palm strike to the neck.
Puff!
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his legs went weak, and he nearly knelt to the ground.
"I'm going to kill you." the black-clothed man roared.
"Heh, you won't have the chance!"
Zhou Yan's lips curved into a cold smile.
"Die."
Then, Zhou Yan's eyes turned cold. He struck out fiercely, grabbing the black-clothed man's neck, preparing to break it.
"No... Don't..."
The black-clothed man's pupils contracted. He retreated rapidly, but it was still too late. Zhou Yan's large hand had already grasped his neck.
Crack~
Zhou Yan applied a little force, and the black-clothed man's throat bones made a crisp snapping sound. His body slowly slumped to the ground, his eyes wide open.
A moment later, the black-clothed man's aura vanished, and he was completely dead.
"This Yin Corpse Sect is indeed related to the Demonic Corpse Sect. It seems I need to be wary of people from the Yin Corpse Sect."
Zhou Yan's gaze was cold. This black-clothed man was clearly sent by the Demonic Corpse Sect specifically to assassinate him.
"Little brat Zhou Yan, you killed Senior Brother Liu. Today, no one can save you!"
Suddenly, another black-clothed figure roared.
Hum!
The next moment, he waved his arm, and a sinister corpse aura surged forth, rapidly condensing into a skeleton. This skeleton had certainly been a strong individual in life.
Boom!
The skeleton roared to the sky, its palm reaching out to grab Zhou Yan, as if wanting to tear Zhou Yan's skin apart.
"A mere skeleton dares to act ferociously?"