Zhou Yan let out a cold shout and turned to leave.
"Hmph, what a waste!" the black-robed man scoffed, shaking his head.
"Elder Li, I'll leave this place to you!" the black-robed man instructed before following Zhou Yan.
Soon, the two arrived deep within the mountain forest.
"Young Master Zhou, you're finally back!"
Upon seeing Zhou Yan's return, Li Qingsong rushed to greet him, his eyes filled with excitement.
He was already impatient to witness Zhou Yan's miserable state of being taught a lesson.
"Hm?"
However, at this moment, the black-robed man suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong, Senior Chen?"
Zhou Yan frowned and asked.
"Nothing, I just feel a bit strange..." the man surnamed Chen said, his brow furrowed slightly.
"Oh, what's strange?"
Zhou Yan was puzzled.
The man surnamed Chen shook his head and said no more, continuing to walk forward.
A vague sense of unease arose in Zhou Yan's heart, but he didn't pay it much mind.
After all, his strength had been rapidly improving, and he had no fear of the man surnamed Chen.
A moment later, the two finally arrived at a stone hall.
"Senior Chen, please take a seat!"
Zhou Yan gestured to the seat opposite him and said calmly.
"Mm!"
The man surnamed Chen nodded, sat down directly, and fixed his gaze on Zhou Yan.
"Senior Chen, I want to know about that girl's situation. Please tell me!"
Zhou Yan pondered for a moment and then slowly spoke.
"Heh heh, that's difficult! Drink this cup of wine first!"
The man surnamed Chen picked up his wine cup and said with a smile.
Hearing this, Zhou Yan's brow furrowed, and his face turned extremely grim.
Clearly, he had sensed something was amiss.
But at this point, he could only do as the man surnamed Chen said.
Without hesitation, Zhou Yan picked up the wine cup and drained it in one gulp.
Gulp! Gulp!
As soon as the wine touched his lips, Zhou Yan's expression changed drastically, his entire face instantly turning a liver-like color.
A scorching heat flowed down his throat, spreading through his limbs, making Zhou Yan tremble as if struck by lightning.
The sensation was excruciatingly painful.
Pfft!
Finally, Zhou Yan spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
"Hahaha! Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan, this is the Sky Burning Fiery Wine that I painstakingly brewed. It's enough to incinerate any innate master into ashes!"
"How can a mere half-step Grandmaster martial artist like you withstand it?"
Seeing Zhou Yan's disheveled state on the ground, the man surnamed Chen burst into laughter, his expression filled with delight.
The Sky Burning Fiery Wine was a gift he had spent years preparing specifically for Zhou Yan, infused with several rare medicinal ingredients, making it extremely potent.
Originally, he had planned to use this poison to kill the Wang family members and frame Zhou Yan. Little did he expect that Zhou Yan, who cultivated the 'Nine Heavens Demon Emperor Art,' possessed an exceptionally powerful physique and managed to resist it.
"Sky Burning Fiery Wine... you truly are vicious!"
At this moment, Zhou Yan lay on the ground, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the man surnamed Chen.
Although the pain was unbearable, Zhou Yan remained steadfast in his beliefs.
He would never yield to his enemies!
"Hmph, don't worry. After you die, I will find her for you and reunite you both!"
The man surnamed Chen snorted coldly.
As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, transforming into a ball of fire and lunging towards Zhou Yan.
Whoosh!
The flames raged, the temperature was astonishing, seeming capable of incinerating even the void.
"No, I, Zhou Yan, will never surrender!"
At this moment, a wild glint flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes. He roared and desperately urged his dantian, circulating the 'Nine Heavens Demon Emperor Art.'
Boom!
Instantly, a surge of majestic energy erupted, churning and surging like a tidal wave, sweeping in all directions.
Zhou Yan's physical strength skyrocketed, and he punched through the fireball, repelling the man surnamed Chen several steps back.
"Eh, you actually broke through my 'Sky Burning Fiery Wine'! As expected of the Young Master Zhou!"
The man surnamed Chen exclaimed in surprise.
"Zhou Yan, I advise you to surrender obediently and avoid unnecessary suffering!"
"Heh heh, do you think you've already won?"
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and said coldly.
"What do you mean? Do you have reinforcements?"
The man surnamed Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, and he spoke sternly.
"Reinforcements? Hmph, you're not worthy!" Zhou Yan sneered dismissively.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the ground began to tremble.
From the distant mountain forest, a thunderous roar erupted, as if from a clear sky, making the eardrums buzz.
Immediately, a terrifying aura spread, causing the surrounding vegetation to shake.
"That's..."
Seeing this, the man surnamed Chen's pupils constricted, and his heart began to pound.
Whoosh!
The next moment, a dark shadow streaked across the sky at lightning speed, entering the stone hall in the blink of an eye.
Bang!
Following that, the dark shadow slammed heavily onto the ground, kicking up dust.
It was Zhou Yan's guard, Uncle Li.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Yan's face turned ashen, and he cursed inwardly.
Uncle Li was a powerful expert, a congenital master at the peak of martial arts. How could he have been defeated by the man surnamed Chen?
"Kid, my patience is limited. Speak quickly, where is that girl!"
The man surnamed Chen pressed him fiercely.
"You wish!"
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth.
"Since that's the case, then you can die with him!"
Cold light erupted from the man surnamed Chen's eyes as he spoke coldly.
Swish!
Instantly, the man surnamed Chen raised his hand again and lunged towards Zhou Yan.
Crack!
At this critical juncture, Zhou Yan bent his waist, dodged the attack, and then sprang back.
"Not good!"
The man surnamed Chen's expression shifted slightly. He immediately realized something was wrong.
"Be careful!"
The next moment, he shouted in a low voice and dodged to the side.
Crack!
However, it was too late. Uncle Li's body suddenly arched, transforming into a giant python, his mouth opening to hiss and bite the man surnamed Chen.
Hiss!
A sharp pain shot through him, and the man surnamed Chen couldn't help but gasp, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
"Damn it! This guard is also a congenital martial artist!"
The man surnamed Chen's face turned grim, his heart burning with rage.
He had thought that with his superior realm, he was guaranteed victory. Who would have thought that this guard was actually a congenital martial artist?
"You dare to ambush me?"
The man surnamed Chen roared furiously, his gaze towards Zhou Yan as if poisoned.
"Hmph!"
Zhou Yan snorted coldly, and instead of answering, he asked, "Chen Xuanfeng, where is my father?"
"Your father? He's already dead!" Chen Xuanfeng sneered, his killing intent undisguised.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan's body swayed violently, almost falling to the ground.
"My father is dead?"
Zhou Yan's face turned pale, filled with utter grief.
He and Zhou Zhengyang, father and son, had depended on each other. Their bond was deep, and he had long regarded him as family, not to mention that Zhou Zhengyang was his savior.
Yet now, that person had died at the hands of this man surnamed Chen. How could Zhou Yan bear this?
"Impossible! This must be fake!"
Soon, Zhou Yan regained his composure. He rebuked angrily, his face filled with disbelief.
His father was a congenital martial artist; how could he have died so easily?
"Heh heh, to this day, you're still playing dumb? Zhou Zhengyang had his arm severed by me and was thrown into the wilderness to feed the dogs!"
Chen Xuanfeng scoffed dismissively.
"You..."
Hearing this, Zhou Yan's anger flared.