Zhou Yan looked coldly at his surroundings and said indifferently, "Everyone in the Chu family deserves to die!"
"Rumble..."
As his words fell, he waved his hand violently.
Zhou Yan's methods were too bizarre. With just one move, everyone in the Chu mansion had their throats crushed, leaving no survivors. Blood mist filled the entire courtyard.
"Damn scoundrel, I will make you pay with your life."
Roars echoed, and figures shot up from the ruins, their bodies radiating incredibly powerful auras.
"Zhou Yan, let's kill him together and avenge our young master."
"Yes, let's kill this scumbag together and avenge our young master."
The eyes of the Chu family disciples were filled with ferocity, and their killing intent boiled.
"Hmph, you think you can do anything to me?"
Zhou Yan sneered. His figure flickered, and he appeared beside a Chu family disciple.
He raised his hand and grabbed, a sharp gale sweeping out, directly crushing the Chu family disciple's head.
Zhou Yan stepped forward, the floor exploding, sending shattered stones flying.
Chu Yunlong's face was extremely grim. As a martial artist at the fifth level of the Houtian realm, he was actually forced to such an extent by a martial artist at the fourth level of the Houtian realm. This was simply a humiliating disgrace.
"You little beast, I'll fight you to the death."
Chu Yunlong roared, his figure turning into a stream of light as he charged at Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan's expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand and grabbed, a powerful suction force transmitted, firmly pulling Chu Yunlong into his palm.
"Let me go, quickly let me go!"
Chu Yunlong cried out in terror, but he couldn't break free from Zhou Yan's control at all. He could only watch helplessly as Zhou Yan lifted him up, then walked towards the depths of the mansion, disappearing from sight.
"You little beast, you just wait!"
Chu Yunlong's roar echoed from afar, sending chills down one's spine.
Along the way, countless servants and guards were directly killed by Chu Yunlong, none of them spared.
Zhou Yan's footsteps were extremely fast, each one landing on a corpse. A terrifying aura emanated from him. As he walked, no one could stop him. All Chu family disciples he encountered were killed by him.
In just a moment, Zhou Yan arrived at a courtyard.
"Whoosh!"
He extended his right hand, flicked his finger, and several pills flew out, directly merging into the soil of the courtyard.
The next second, wisps of gray-white smoke began to rise from the soil.
"Hmm?"
Zhou Yan frowned slightly, then sneered. His figure flickered, and he appeared at the edge of the courtyard, collecting all the gray-white smoke before throwing it into his storage ring.
His figure then entered the courtyard and arrived at a side hall.
At the deepest part of this side hall, a withered corpse lay on the ground. Its bones were all decayed, leaving only a skeleton.
Its eyes were closed, its face gaunt and aged. It was evident that it was very old, from an unknown number of years ago, and its spiritual energy had completely dissipated.
This was the ancestor of the Chu family, Chu Ba, who had once struck fear into the Southern Wilderness.
He had died here, tormented to death by a special poison.
In this side hall, there were three prayer mats, placed in three directions. Two of them were occupied by Chu family elders, and the other by a core disciple of the Chu family.
On these two prayer mats, there was a jade tablet each, with the words "Core Disciple" written on it.
Zhou Yan directly walked to a prayer mat. He spread his palms, and two crystal-clear crystals appeared in his hands, which were Chu Ba's heart.
"Drip... drip..."
Fresh red blood flowed from his fingertips, dripping onto the clean floor, emitting a rich fragrance.
Fierce light flickered in Zhou Yan's eyes, and he slowly said, "Old monster Chu Ba, if you hadn't died, perhaps your granddaughter Chu Yunlong and the future of the Chu family could have been changed. But alas, you are dead, so everything in your Chu family will be decided by me, Zhou Yan, hahaha..."
Zhou Yan laughed wildly, his face filled with ferocity and ruthlessness.
...
A day passed quickly.
The next morning.
A red sun slowly rose, and golden sunlight sprinkled over the city.
At the entrance of the Chu family stood a young man, who was Zhou Yan.
At this moment, he was dressed in black, wearing a bamboo hat that obscured his face, making it impossible to discern his features.
Zhou Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze icy, waiting quietly.
"This is Chu Yunlong's head, deliver it to the City Lord's mansion!"
"Whoosh!"
Just then, a figure flew down from the city wall, holding a head in his hand. He respectfully placed it in Zhou Yan's hand.
Zhou Yan glanced at it, then began to play with it, saying, "Well done, this is your reward!"
"Thank you, young master, your subordinate will serve you diligently!"
The gate soldier said gratefully.
Zhou Yan nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the City Lord's mansion.
...
"Kid, you dared to harm my grandfather, I will take your life today!"
A figure appeared behind Zhou Yan.
It was a tall and slender man with dark skin. His face was quite handsome, and he wore a black fitted outfit. One of his long legs was cocked high, making him look very arrogant.
"Heh heh, you want to kill me? With just you?"
Zhou Yan smiled indifferently, his eyes narrowing.
"Arrogant!"
The tall and slender man was furious, his eyes shooting out cold light.
"Shuiii..."
Just then, a sword light suddenly appeared, arriving in an instant, piercing straight towards Zhou Yan's chest.
The black-clothed man's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Swish!"
At this moment, a gleaming silver sword cut through the void from the side, directly striking the black-clothed man's shoulder.
Blood splattered, and the black-clothed man was sent flying.
He fell heavily to the ground, bleeding profusely.
Seeing this, the surrounding Chu family disciples couldn't help but gasp.
This youth was too brutal!
With just one move, he defeated a strong individual at the half-step Dongtian realm. This was simply too exaggerated.
"Zhou Yan!"
Just then, a furious roar came.
Following that, a young girl dressed in purple appeared in front of Zhou Yan. She held a long spear, like a peerless war immortal, exuding a sharp aura that seemed capable of piercing through everything.
"Heh heh, Chu Yundie, you truly live up to being the Chu family's second genius. You've already advanced to the half-step Dongtian realm so quickly. However, although your strength has improved significantly, you are still no match for me!"
Zhou Yan looked indifferently at Chu Yundie, without the slightest trace of fear on his face.
"Who are you?"
Chu Yundie raised an eyebrow. She had never seen Zhou Yan before.