This foot carried immense power and terrifying energy, instantly crushing a seventh-grade cultivator of the Chu family.
"Pfft!"
Under this fearsome might, the seventh-grade cultivator had no power to resist. His body instantly exploded, blood mist splattering, shattered bones separating from his head. He plummeted from the sky.
The remaining members of the Chu family stared in shock. This kick was too terrifying.
"Kill!"
In a flash, the remaining Chu family members snapped back to reality. A barrage of attacks surged towards Zhou Yan.
"Rumble!"
Amidst the low sonic booms, yellow light enveloped Zhou Yan. He swung his Crimson Dragon War Blade, the blade light like a rainbow, slicing through the void. Streaks of blade energy tore through the sky, devastating everything in their path.
Under Zhou Yan's single strike, their combined assault shattered like a broken reed. The blade light swept forward in a straight line, destroying all obstacles.
"Swish, swish..."
Where the blade energy passed, heads flew off, leaving no corpses.
"Ching!"
Under the final blade energy, a figure was struck. His skin cracked, blood mist spewed from his body, and he was split in two, blood and shattered organs raining down.
"Ah..."
Amidst the screams, Zhou Yan looked down at the ground, his eyes still devoid of emotion. Wielding the Crimson Dragon War Blade, he continued his slaughter, like a bloodthirsty demon king, reaping lives.
"Escape..."
Under such carnage, the Chu family members were utterly terrified, fleeing madly.
However, these Chu family members were no match for Zhou Yan. Before him, they were pathetically weak, like ants, instantly destroyed upon contact.
In a short time, Zhou Yan had reaped many lives from the Chu family. Bodies piled up like mountains, and blood stained the ground, chilling the heart.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, an aged roar resounded like thunder, shaking the void. A vast surge of primal energy instantly spread outward.
"Hm?"
Sensing this sudden surge of primal energy, Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow and shifted his gaze towards a certain direction. There, a figure was slowly descending from the sky, his aura sharp and awe-inspiring. He was a cultivator at the peak of the eighth-grade initial stage.
This peak eighth-grade initial stage cultivator had a sturdy and robust physique, a face with sharp angles, and a head of silver hair cascading over his shoulders. His eyes gleamed, and his entire being exuded a sharp aura that made one tremble involuntarily.
"Boy, how dare you cause trouble in my Chu family."
The peak eighth-grade initial stage cultivator stopped in mid-air, looking at Zhou Yan. A cold glint shot out, filling the void with chill. The murderous aura emanating from this young man clearly indicated he had just eliminated many people.
Hearing this, Zhou Yan looked up at the sky, a faint smile playing on his lips. He looked at the peak eighth-grade initial stage cultivator and said, "So you are Chu Yunxiong. No wonder you're so arrogant. You must be the Patriarch of the Chu family. You truly have courage, daring to show yourself instead of hiding!"
As Zhou Yan spoke, a coldness flickered in Chu Yunxiong's eyes. "Boy, since you know my name, it seems you're no ordinary person. Speak, who are you, where are you from? State your name."
"My name is Zhou Yan, from the Savage World."
Zhou Yan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly. Then, with a hint of insolence, he looked at Chu Yunxiong and said, "I came to your Chu family simply to take something."
"Scoundrel, Savage World. I've heard of you long ago. Anyone who enters the Savage World has no good end. I advise you to scram quickly, or I won't be polite!" Chu Yunxiong said coldly.
"Chu Yunxiong, I'll give you one more chance. Hand over that item to me, and I'll spare your life. Otherwise..." A wicked curve appeared on Zhou Yan's lips, his gaze gradually becoming sinister.
"Hahaha, you think you can?"
Chu Yunxiong laughed in anger, his eyes filled with mockery. This guy was still putting on an act. Back then, even their Chu family's protective formation couldn't do anything to this guy, and he almost escaped. How could Chu Yunxiong be his match?
"If you're uncooperative, don't blame me for being ruthless." Zhou Yan's gaze turned cold. He pushed off the ground and leaped up, stamping his foot, causing the entire space to tremble violently. His figure turned into an afterimage, rushing forward with lightning speed.
"Riiip..."
A torrent of primal energy, accompanied by wind attribute profound meaning, gathered on the blade's edge. A sharp blade energy erupted, forming a brilliant blade light like a falling meteor, striking down fiercely.
As this blade energy descended, the void trembled, dust churned on the ground, and blade aura howled, making one's soul tremble.
Chu Yunxiong roared. The surrounding space trembled, and a long sword appeared in his hand. Thick primal energy surged into it, and a sharp sword energy pierced the void, forcefully meeting the blade.
"Crack."
The sword energy and blade energy collided, then exploded with a bang. Chu Yunxiong staggered back, spitting a mouthful of blood. His face turned deathly pale, his heart filled with disbelief. How was this possible? He was actually defeated.
"Whoosh."
Zhou Yan pressed his advantage, his figure flashing forward like lightning. His fist gathered scorching flames, and he smashed it out fiercely. With a single punch, the space vibrated, flames billowed, and like a fiery meteor, it slammed into Chu Yunxiong.
"Boom!"
Chu Yunxiong's expression changed dramatically. He desperately tried to block, but it was too late. Under this punch, his chest bones audibly 'crunched'. Blood spurted from his mouth, and his entire body was sent flying, crashing heavily at the edge of the plaza, creating a deep pit. He struggled to get up, looking pathetic.
"Patriarch."
Seeing this, the surrounding Chu family disciples were dumbfounded. Their Patriarch was defeated in a single move? How was this possible?
"Hurry and go, this person is too strong!"
Someone shouted, fear in their eyes, and they hastily fled.
"No one is getting away!"
Zhou Yan's gaze deepened. His figure flashed out like lightning. He grabbed several Chu family members and then violently threw them into the crowd. He then spun around, lightly stomping on the void, and rushed towards the distant Chu family members again.
At this moment, Chu Yunxiong struggled to get up, his gaze filled with ferocity as he looked at that figure. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Bastard!"
Chu Yunxiong's face contorted with rage. He slammed his palm onto a nearby stone table. With a 'bang', the sturdy stone table turned to powder under his palm. He then swept his gaze across the surrounding crowd and said, "Everyone, heed my command! All of you, deploy the Heavenly Dipper Big Dipper Seven Stars Formation and stop him!"
As Chu Yunxiong's words fell, hundreds of Chu family disciples outside the plaza acted in unison. Streaks of primal energy and soul profound meaning surged out, and in an instant, a bizarre formation appeared.