Zhou Yan nodded with a smile, "Exactly. They, father and sons, have provoked this young master time and again, even dispatching assassins to kill me. Therefore, this young master had no choice but to teach them a lesson."
After speaking, Zhou Yan added a few more sentences, "This young master has given them chances, but unfortunately, these two are incorrigible. Not only did they fail to repent, but they also attacked me. This young master was helpless and thus dealt a heavy blow, killing them."
"You..."
Hearing this, Wang Hao almost spat blood.
So, in Zhou Yan's eyes, he and Yang Zhen were no different!
"Zhou Yan, you are simply too arrogant and overbearing."
"Today, this general must capture you and administer strict punishment!"
Yang Zhen's eyes darkened, and he stared at Zhou Yan with murderous intent.
"Hmph!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, a hint of mockery appearing at the corner of his lips, "You, are you worthy of laying a hand on this young master?"
"You..."
In an instant, Yang Zhen's face turned ashen with anger, and his body trembled.
This Zhou Yan was utterly defiant!
"Yang Zhen, although you are the esteemed commander of Nanfeng City, this young master has not violated any laws. You will not be able to touch me in the slightest!"
Zhou Yan said indifferently, his gaze sweeping around, "Now, this young master declares, effective immediately, Yang Zhen is stripped of his position as commander of Nanfeng City and demoted to commoner!"
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen's eyes turned crimson, and he roared in fury, "Zhou Yan, you dare! I will perish with you!"
Saying that, he brandished his battle halberd and madly attacked Zhou Yan.
"Boom!"
After a clash, both retreated more than ten feet.
"Yang Zhen, if you remain obstinate, do not blame this young master for turning ruthless!"
Zhou Yan's gaze turned icy, filled with murderous intent as he looked at Yang Zhen.
"Hmph, do you dare?"
Yang Zhen snorted coldly, a trace of strong disdain in his tone.
"Zhou Yan, do you think with your abilities, you can defeat this general? Let me tell you, with just a single thought from me, I can make you vanish into thin air!"
Yang Zhen sneered repeatedly, his face contorted with ferocity.
"Heh, is that so?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan let out a scoff.
"Zhou Yan, what do you mean by this?"
Seeing Zhou Yan's disdainful expression, Yang Zhen frowned, a bad premonition rising in his heart.
Could it be that this Zhou Yan had some trump card left?
Thinking of this, his heart filled with even greater fear.
"Yang Zhen, do you think you are qualified to challenge this young master now?"
"Hmph, Zhou Yan, don't get carried away. Today, I, on behalf of His Majesty, will clear the house!"
Yang Zhen shouted coldly, waving his arm, and once again charged at Zhou Yan.
"Since that is the case, then I shall oblige you!"
Zhou Yan's eyes turned sharp, a hint of cold light flashing within them.
"Rumble..."
As he shouted, the surrounding space vibrated violently, and gusts of fierce wind roared, whipping across everyone's faces, causing their skin to sting.
"What's going on?"
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
"What is happening? Why is this anomaly occurring?"
"Could it be because Zhou Yan's strength has broken through to the late Earth-tier?"
"No, late Earth-tier doesn't possess such power. This is... this is the aura of heavenly tribulation!"
"Heavenly tribulation! Zhou Yan has actually cultivated a heavenly tribulation?"
"This Zhou Yan is truly incredibly powerful. No wonder he dared to kill Yang Zhen in front of so many aristocratic disciples. With such strength, perhaps the entire Nanfeng City cannot find a second person!"
Seeing this, everyone's hearts were filled with extreme shock, and their gazes towards Zhou Yan were filled with reverence.
"Damn it, who exactly are you? Why have you cultivated a heavenly tribulation?"
Looking at Zhou Yan, Yang Zhen's eyes were glazed over, and a sense of fear welled up in his heart.
Who exactly was Zhou Yan? How could he possess a heavenly tribulation?
Heavenly tribulation was a phenomenon of heaven and earth. Once a cultivator cultivated it, they gained the qualification to undergo tribulation.
However, the longer one cultivated, the more likely they were to fail the tribulation.
Furthermore, once failed, it would result in at least severe injuries, and at worst, death!
Zhou Yan actually possessed a heavenly tribulation; what a heaven-defying feat this was!
For a moment, Yang Zhen felt a despair he had never experienced before.
This Zhou Yan was far more troublesome than imagined, a hundred, even a thousand times more troublesome than his father.
"Hahaha! Yang Zhen, do you understand my capabilities now? You pride yourself as the commander of Nanfeng City, don't you? Then try and see if this young master can sever your arms!"
Looking at Yang Zhen, Zhou Yan laughed heartily, an aura of disdain for all under heaven emanating from him.
"Boom!"
As his words fell, a majestic pressure descended.
"Plop!"
Instantly, Yang Zhen's knees went weak, and he fell to the ground.
His face was ashen, and he looked at Zhou Yan with utter terror, his eyes filled with a desperate plea, "Zhou Yan, I was wrong, I shouldn't have provoked you, please spare me. I am willing to be your servant and attend to you for life!"
"Too late!"
Seeing Yang Zhen's cowardly demeanor, Zhou Yan sneered, "Since you are so pathetic, do not blame this young master for turning his back on you. You, die for this young master!"
"Rumble!"
As his words fell, streaks of thunderclap echoed through the sky.
"Ah!"
"No, no..."
Witnessing this scene, Yang Zhen was terrified to the point of urination, screaming madly, tears streaming from his eyes, his voice filled with despair and panic.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
"Crack, crack..."
Earth-shattering roars followed one after another.
Yang Zhen's body, under the ferocious pressure of the heavenly tribulation, shattered inch by inch, turning into a mist of blood that dissipated into the heavens.
This was the power of Zhou Yan's "Nine Dragons Devouring Sun."
Beams of heavenly punishment lightning raged in the void, as if capable of tearing apart and destroying everything.
At this moment, the sky above Nanfeng City was filled with lightning and thunder, arcs of electricity crisscrossing, like the end of the world, astonishingly terrifying.
"Yang Zhen is dead?"
"Yang Zhen is actually dead, struck by lightning?"
"My heavens, this is too brutal!"
Witnessing this scene, everyone exclaimed in disbelief, looking as if they had seen a ghost.
"Yang Zhen is dead, who else in Nanfeng City can stop Zhou Yan?"
"Yes, who can stop Zhou Yan? Anyone who dares to obstruct him will surely meet a dead end."
"What about Yang Jianwu from the Yang family?"
Suddenly, a voice of doubt arose from the crowd.
"Yang Jianwu?"
Hearing these three words, everyone was stunned, then they all shook their heads, "Although Yang Jianwu is also a young master of the Yang family, his talent is not very high."
"As far as I know, Yang Jianwu is only at the mid-Earth-tier realm. How could he be Zhou Yan's opponent?"
"Even if Yang Jianwu can resist Zhou Yan, how many times can Yang Jianwu resist?"
"Within a hundred moves, Yang Jianwu will surely die, there is no suspense at all!"
"..."
The crowd chattered, filled with apprehension towards Zhou Yan.
"Who exactly is this Zhou Yan?"
"Heaven-tier expert?"
"Peak Earth-tier, yet able to unleash the power of a Heaven-tier expert? This... how is this possible?"
Everyone exclaimed in astonishment, their eyes widened to the extreme.
"Haha..."
Just then, Zhou Yan threw his head back and laughed, "This Nanfeng City, as expected, is still where this young master is the most awesome!"