Outside the palace, a group of soldiers clad in armor, emanating a fierce aura, stood guard. Each soldier was a Divine Master, and there were thousands of them.
This army was known as the Dragon Tiger Guards, the exclusive guards of the elite disciples of the Dragon Tiger Sect. These Dragon Tiger Guards were all Divine Masters at the third-grade Divine Disciple level, possessing considerable strength. In the entire Dragon Tiger City, apart from the core disciples of the Dragon Tiger Sect, no other Divine Masters dared to approach them, lest they meet certain death.
"Swoosh~"
Zhou Yan's figure leaped out, landing directly in front of the great hall.
"Who dares to trespass on Dragon Tiger Mountain? You court death."
Instantly, all the Dragon Tiger Guards in this area turned their gazes towards Zhou Yan.
"Dogs of the Dragon Tiger Sect, I, Zhou Yan, have returned." Zhou Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, exuding an imposing aura.
"It's you, Zhou Yan?" Upon recognizing Zhou Yan, these Dragon Tiger Guards drew their swords one after another, their fierce gazes locked onto Zhou Yan, as if they wanted to devour him.
"Dragon Tiger Mountain, today is destined to be your day of annihilation." Zhou Yan said coldly, a towering aura of dominance spreading from him.
"Such arrogance! Zhou Yan, do you think you're amazing just because you've broken through to Divine Venerable? Let me tell you, in our eyes, you are still as weak as an ant."
"Seize this traitor! Resist and be killed without mercy."
At this moment, all these Dragon Tiger Guards were enraged and drew their swords to attack Zhou Yan.
"You court death!"
Zhou Yan let out a cold roar, took a step forward, and charged directly, his fist striking out, carrying a violent gust of wind, heading straight for a third-grade Divine Disciple.
"Whoosh~"
At the same time, another five or six figures also rushed forward. These individuals were all second-grade Divine Disciples, ganging up to attack Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan struck out with his palm, creating a sonic boom, and instantly collided with the attacks of the six Dragon Tiger Guards.
"Bang bang bang~"
With dull explosions, Zhou Yan's palm power, like a rampaging force, destroyed everyone's attacks, directly sending them flying and crashing into the distance.
"Ah, pfft..."
Screams and groans erupted as seven or eight Dragon Tiger Guards were heavily injured by Zhou Yan's single strike, falling to the ground, struggling to get up.
"Deng deng deng..."
The remaining few Dragon Tiger Guards wore expressions of horror and solemnity. Many couldn't help but step back, staring at Zhou Yan in disbelief.
"You... how can you be so strong?"
These Dragon Tiger Guards were shocked and couldn't believe their eyes as they looked at Zhou Yan.
"Waste! Killing you is as easy as flipping my hand. Where is your Sect Master Zhang Dapeng? Tell him to get out here. I have something to ask him." Zhou Yan stood there, stepping on a broken stone tablet, his gaze cold as he looked at these Dragon Tiger Guards.
"Dream on! Our Sect Master would never see you. I advise you to surrender and avoid suffering physical pain. If you don't listen, don't blame us for being impolite." A fourth-grade Divine Disciple Dragon Tiger Guard glared at Zhou Yan coldly. Da Feng Novel Network.
"Since he won't come out, then you all can die." Zhou Yan's gaze was indifferent, and he attacked directly.
As these Dragon Tiger Guards were about to resist, they realized they couldn't withstand even a single move from Zhou Yan. They were instantly knocked to the ground, their fates uncertain. In such a short time, they were dealt with by Zhou Yan.
Just then, dense footsteps could be heard from afar, followed by a figure rapidly approaching. Clad in a green robe with flowing long hair, it was Zhang Longhu, the Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Zhou Yan glanced at Zhang Longhu, his eyes widening slightly. For at that moment, Zhang Longhu no longer possessed his former demeanor. His aura was weak and fluctuating, like an elderly person on their last breath. Clearly, Zhang Longhu had suffered severe injuries in the previous battle.
"Zhou Yan, you're not dead? You're actually not dead."
Zhang Longhu looked at Zhou Yan, his eyes filled with hatred. During this period, they had searched for Zhou Yan obsessively. Little did they expect to finally catch Zhou Yan tonight, only for him to escape. This debt of hatred, he would never forget.
"Zhang Longhu, you framed my father and sent him to prison. How could I die? I've come today to settle the score for my parents." Zhou Yan said, his eyes incredibly cold.
"Hahaha, with you alone, you dare to try and save your parents? You're dreaming. I'll send your parents to see Yama right now, to avenge you." Zhang Longhu laughed heartily. Zhou Yan's parents had long been imprisoned by him in the Dragon Tiger Sect. He had been secretly monitoring them all these days, so he knew as soon as Zhou Yan entered Dragon Tiger City.
"Shua~"
Zhang Longhu flashed forward, a sharp sword pointing directly at Zhou Yan's forehead, killing intent surging. This sword strike was extremely vicious and deadly, as if it intended to end him with a single blow.
"Hmph." Zhou Yan let out a cold snort, his body moving like a phantom, dodging Zhang Longhu's sword strike.
"So fast." Zhang Longhu exclaimed, completely surprised by Zhou Yan's speed.
"Your strength is too weak." Zhou Yan spoke and unleashed a punch.
"Crack."
The air exploded as his fist struck directly onto Zhang Longhu's chest. The sound of bones breaking followed, and Zhang Longhu's mouth overflowed with blood as his body was sent flying backward.
"Bang."
With a loud thud, Zhang Longhu's body crashed through a wall.
"Kill."
Zhou Yan pressed forward again, his fists continuously swinging, directly hitting Zhang Longhu, who was utterly incapable of retaliating. Finally, he was kicked in the stomach, spitting blood and flying backward, crashing several meters away.
"Sect Master, Sect Master..."
Seeing this, the Dragon Tiger Guards turned pale with fright and rushed forward to help Zhang Longhu up. Zhang Longhu's mouth was bleeding profusely, his aura weak, his chest sunken, his internal organs severely injured, and he was on the verge of death.
"Bastard, how dare you harm the Sect Master!"
The eyes of these Dragon Tiger Guards turned scarlet with surging anger. They had not expected Zhou Yan to be so ruthless. Their Sect Master was a ninth-grade Divine Master, yet he had been severely wounded and was dying after not even lasting a single move against Zhou Yan.
Immediately, all these Dragon Tiger Guards charged towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan's gaze deepened. True Qi surged within him, his aura climbing, instantly transforming into a vast and powerful true qi that swept out. A scorching flame accompanied by intense heat emanated from Zhou Yan's body.
"Roar..."
In an instant, a ferocious fire python roared out, carrying raging flames, and instantly engulfed these Dragon Tiger Guards. Screams echoed incessantly.
Finally, Zhou Yan extended his arm, his five fingers forming a claw, and grabbed hold of the fire python, exerting immense force.
This fire python was actually crushed into powder by Zhou Yan's bare hands, turning into sparks and disappearing.
Amidst the screams, a Dragon Tiger Guard was burned to ashes.
"So terrifying."
The remaining Dragon Tiger Guards were petrified. This was not the strength a human should possess; it was truly divine.
In an instant, the remaining Dragon Tiger Guards were filled with dread and turned to flee.
But Zhou Yan was even faster. He took a step forward, heading directly towards one of the Dragon Tiger Guards, forming hand seals. Instantly, a radiant fireball of crimson flame condensed and was then directly hurled at the Dragon Tiger Guard.