Just then, a thunderous roar echoed from afar.
Zhou Yan's heart clenched fiercely, his expression changing drastically.
That thunderous roar was terrifying.
It was deafening.
Zhou Yan had no doubt that if the roar came close, it would be enough to blast him into dust.
"This area has actually been occupied by someone?"
Zhou Yan's pupils contracted violently.
Besides his group, no one else had ventured into this area.
Now, someone had claimed the treasure he had set his sights on?
How arrogant this was.
He stepped onto the wind, transforming into a gust of clear wind, flying towards the direction where the sound originated.
...
Deep within the valley, a monstrous beast roared.
This beast, a hundred zhang tall, was entirely white, with a sharp horn on its forehead that gleamed with a sharp, cold light, like a sharp blade.
It was clad in a suit of silver-white armor, with a long tail trailing behind it, its tip adorned with three ferocious barbs that glinted with a chilling cold light.
This was clearly a fierce avian creature, enveloped in frost power. Its wings, when flapped, stirred up a biting cold wind, causing the void to crack open with fissures.
It stood there like a small hill, blocking the sunlight, exuding a suffocating pressure.
At this moment, this fierce avian creature was staring at the dozen or so martial cultivators before it, a greedy smile revealing itself at the corner of its mouth.
These martial cultivators were burly, their muscles bulging, their eyes bloodshot, exuding a savage aura.
"Damn it!"
A martial cultivator cursed. He wielded a black spear, its tip spitting out sharp, cold light, and thrust it forward fiercely.
However, when this spear struck the fierce avian creature's wing, it only sparked and did not even leave a scratch. Instead, it was sent flying back several meters.
"Hahaha, a bunch of idiots!"
The fierce avian creature let out a long howl, laughing extremely wildly.
"Hmph, don't get cocky."
"We found this first, you can't steal it!"
Several other martial cultivators roared, drawing their swords and charging forward.
They unleashed astonishing combat power, swords and sabers flashing, their killing intent soaring as they slashed towards the fierce avian creature.
"Courting death!"
The fierce avian creature was enraged, killing intent shooting from its eyes, its entire body erupting with brilliant radiance.
Instantly, sparks flew in the void, ripples churning outwards.
This scene was bone-chilling.
The fierce avian creature's wings were harder than steel, capable of withstanding the hacking and slashing of numerous martial cultivators wielding weapons?
Suddenly, a black sword attacked from the side, piercing the fierce avian creature's chest fiercely.
The fierce avian creature let out a pained cry, blood gushing out, its body pierced through.
It turned its head back in anger, discovering Zhou Yan behind it.
It roared, and with a flap of its wings, an icy aura permeated, coiling around Zhou Yan's body, attempting to fling him away.
Abruptly, a cold glint flew from the side, piercing the fierce avian creature's head with a *pu chi* sound.
The fierce avian creature wailed, its massive body crashing to the ground, kicking up dust.
"Who is it?"
The remaining martial cultivators were stunned.
"Zhou Yan, it's you!"
"How are you here?"
They widened their eyes in shock, some disbelieving.
"Heh heh, how I'm here is none of your business?"
Zhou Yan grinned, walked over, picked up the beast's head, and then tossed it into his storage ring.
"Zhou Yan, what are you doing? Hand over that beast's head quickly."
A martial cultivator hurriedly stopped him, his expression anxious. "This fierce avian creature is a prey we found together, what right do you have to take it for yourself?"
"What right?"
Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow and said with a half-smile, "Just because I'm a genius, and you losers aren't even fit to carry my shoes."
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked out, directly kicking the martial cultivator in the stomach.
With a *bang*, the martial cultivator cried out in pain, stumbled back several steps, and fell to the ground.
"Bastard!"
"What do you think you are?"
"You dare insult us, you trash?"
"Courting death!"
The remaining martial cultivators were furious and charged forward madly.
"Heh heh, you don't know your limits!"
Zhou Yan sneered dismissively.
He stepped onto the wind, employing his movement technique, his speed incredibly fast. He dodged their attacks and instantly covered dozens of meters, appearing before a martial cultivator.
He reached out and grabbed the martial cultivator's neck, lifting him directly.
Zhou Yan struck out with his palm, fiercely slamming it into the martial cultivator's chest. With a *crack*, his ribs shattered. The martial cultivator flew backward, crashing to the ground, no longer breathing.
"Hiss..."
Seeing this, the complexions of the others changed drastically, and they couldn't help but gasp.
Zhou Yan's strength was truly bizarre!
"You losers, are you still going to fight me?"
Zhou Yan scanned them mockingly.
Upon hearing this, these martial cultivators were startled and stopped in their tracks, their faces showing fear.
Zhou Yan's strength was beyond their expectations!
"You few losers, quickly make way, or don't blame me for being impolite!" Zhou Yan snorted coldly.
"Make way? Zhou Yan, don't forget, we're on the same side."
"That's right, if you kill us, you'll be at odds with the entire Martial Alliance!"
The other martial cultivators gritted their teeth and threatened.
"Martial Alliance? Heh heh..." Zhou Yan shook his head and chuckled.
"I don't care who you are, nor do I care what powerful figures you have behind you," Zhou Yan said indifferently. "Since you want to compete with me for treasure, you must pay a price."
"You... what do you want to do?"
The few martial cultivators panicked.
"What do I want to do?"
Zhou Yan sneered, "Naturally, it's to kill you!"
With that, he punched out fiercely, blasting the air. His fist force surged, crossing the void.
*Puff puff puff!*
In an instant, seven or eight martial cultivators exploded, blood mist scattering.
Only the leading martial cultivator escaped, looking extremely disheveled, his face ashen, trembling all over. "Zhou Yan, you dare kill me, you will die a terrible death!"
"Oh?" Zhou Yan's gaze sharpened, and he slowly walked towards him.
"You... you don't come any closer..."
This martial cultivator's face was full of dread, and he turned to run.
Zhou Yan's lips curved slightly, and with a single stride, he caught up, raising his hand for a slap.
*Slap!*
A crisp slap echoed. He struck the martial cultivator's forehead, knocking him to the ground.
"You..."
He clutched his face, utterly astonished.
He never imagined that Zhou Yan would be so audacious as to hit him?
"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you. I'll spare your life."
Zhou Yan glanced at him indifferently. "Later, tell me, where are the demon cores nearby?"
"Demon cores?"
The martial cultivator paused for a moment, then nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes! Yes! I know where there are demon cores!"
"Where?"
Zhou Yan asked.
"Deep within the mountain range. Legend has it that the demon beast there is extremely powerful, a half-god level fierce avian. Even with our combined efforts, we couldn't defeat it."
"Half-god level fierce avian?"
Zhou Yan's heart pounded fiercely.
"Let's go, we'll head straight for the depths of the mountain range."
Zhou Yan composed himself and quickly left.