However, facing such an attack, Zhou Yan ignored it completely.
* * *
*Thump-thump-thump!*
He stepped on the void, as if a god of war had descended. With each step, he stirred up a torrent of splashing water.
"Junior Brother Zhou Yan is so powerful!"
Liu Feng's eyes lit up, his face filled with excitement.
These black-robed youths, though also strong, were still far inferior to Zhou Yan.
In the blink of an eye, they were all defeated.
And all of this was due to Zhou Yan's bloodline power.
This bloodline power was extremely special, a type of barbarian bloodline.
Furthermore, Zhou Yan's physique was extraordinary, possessing the rare Gold Spirit Bloodline!
This physique naturally possessed formidable strength.
Coupled with Zhou Yan's own effort and comprehension, he had managed to break through to the Nine Cauldrons Realm!
Now, this group of black-robed youths was no match for him.
Soon, with the exception of one black-robed youth who escaped, the remaining few all met their end at Zhou Yan's hands.
"Hahaha, exhilarating!"
"Continue, kill them all!"
"Kill!"
Zhou Yan roared with laughter.
A bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the Fiery Lion King also charged out, roaring to the sky.
This was a two-star ferocious beast, possessing boundless power.
"Scram!"
A fierce light erupted from Zhou Yan's eyes. He threw a punch that landed directly on the Fiery Lion King's head.
*Crack!*
Half of the Fiery Lion King's body caved in.
Blood splattered across the lake.
The Fiery Lion King's corpse plummeted to the shore.
"This is a three-tier bloodline demon core!"
Zhou Yan's eyebrows twitched. He immediately collected the blood bead.
Then, he looked up, his gaze locking onto the last remaining person… the black-robed leader!
Chapter 3: Pointing My Sword at the Black-Clad Woman
Chapter 3: Pointing My Sword at the Black-Clad Woman (Seeking recommendation tickets)
"Damn it!"
The black-robed leader's heart trembled.
He could feel the killing intent in Zhou Yan's eyes.
At this critical juncture,
"Zhou Yan, don't push your luck too far!"
The black-robed leader gritted his teeth and said.
Although the black-robed leader was slightly weaker than the Fiery Lion King, he was still an eight-Cauldrons realm expert.
He possessed numerous life-saving treasures.
He would not fall so easily.
"You want to kill me?"
Zhou Yan's tone was icy.
"I am an elite disciple of the Black Demon Hall. If you kill me, you will be hunted!"
The black-robed leader's voice was filled with intense malice.
At this moment, he seemed to transform into a vengeful spirit.
"Black Demon Hall?"
"I'd like to see who dares to hunt me!"
Zhou Yan's expression was indifferent.
He took a step forward, his body surging upwards.
*Rumble!*
His aura erupted, like an abyss and a vast sea, covering the sky and the earth.
It was as if a god of war had descended, making everyone's hearts pound.
The black-robed youths scattered, retreating.
"Die!"
The black-robed leader's face contorted in ferocity as he roared repeatedly.
Instantly, figures in black shadows flew out, pouncing towards Zhou Yan.
These were puppets controlled by the black-robed leader through a secret technique.
Each puppet possessed terrifying strength comparable to a sixth-level innate realm expert.
Their simultaneous attack created an astonishing might.
"Tricks!"
Zhou Yan's expression remained unchanged.
He extended his palm and clenched his fist.
*Bang bang bang!*
Black crystals appeared and exploded.
These were, in fact, his primal spirits.
These primal spirits were all condensed from pure bloodline power.
Each one exuded an astonishing pressure.
Especially among them, a blood-red lion possessed a heaven-shaking aura.
"Bloodline power!"
Seeing this, the black-robed leader's pupils contracted.
He never expected Zhou Yan's physique to be so domineering.
To even possess primal spirits, he was a true monster.
"Roar!"
The next moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded.
The blood-red lion opened its maw and exhaled a blazing pillar of fire.
The fire pillar swept through the surroundings, incinerating everything.
Those black shadow puppets could not withstand it.
In an instant, they were burned to ashes.
"This…"
Seeing this, the black-robed leader's face changed dramatically.
This time, he was completely terrified.
Zhou Yan's power far exceeded his expectations.
"Kill!"
Without any hesitation, the black-robed leader turned and fled, attempting to leave the lakeside.
*Swish!*
However, Zhou Yan was even faster, instantly blocking his path.
"Spare me, Senior Brother Zhou Yan! I am willing to offer all my wealth, please spare my life."
The black-robed leader knelt on the ground, wailing in extreme fear.
His legs trembled, almost giving out.
In the face of absolute power, any scheme or trickery appeared feeble.
Even as an eight-Cauldrons realm expert, he could only beg humbly at this moment.
"Hmph!"
However, Zhou Yan disdained him completely.
Yet, he did not deliver the killing blow.
Instead, he took out a token from his storage ring.
"What is this?"
The black-robed leader asked, confused.
"Black Demon Token!"
"This is a token my father gave me, representing the power and status of my Zhou family. With this, you should know what to do!"
Zhou Yan said proudly.
This Black Demon Token was left by his father, Zhou Tiannan, representing the identity of a direct disciple of the Zhou family.
With this token, no one within the Zhou family dared to provoke him!
"Understood! Understood!"
The black-robed leader nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"Since that's the case, you will lead me to find the Black Demon Hall's main headquarters."
Zhou Yan said in a deep voice.
The Black Demon Hall was distributed throughout the entire Zhou City.
If the black-robed leader hadn't led the way, it would have been like searching for a needle in a haystack for Zhou Yan alone.
Upon hearing this, a flicker of joy appeared in the black-robed leader's eyes.
"Senior Brother Zhou Yan, rest assured, the Black Demon Hall's main headquarters is nearby."
The black-robed leader said respectfully.
Then, he led the way, heading towards a nearby mountain hollow.
…
"Black Demon Hall, truly seeking death!"
Zhou Yan sneered coldly.
The people of the Black Demon Hall daring to ambush him had touched Zhou Yan's bottom line.
"The location of the Black Demon Hall's main headquarters is at the edge of a forbidden zone."
"It is said that there are many opportunities within."
"Many martial artists have entered and gained great fortune!"
The black-robed leader said.
"Mm, I understand."
Zhou Yan nodded faintly, then added:
"Once we find the Black Demon Hall's main headquarters, I will take your life!"
"What?"
Hearing this, the black-robed leader's heart was struck with terror.
He had only casually mentioned it.
He never expected it to pique Zhou Yan's interest.
For a moment, he was filled with regret.
If he had known, he would have rather abandoned his possessions than coveted those two hundred mid-grade Yuan stones.
Alas, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
"The Black Demon Hall's main headquarters is still three thousand meters away from here!"
The black-robed leader said.
"Heh, in this region, besides the Black Demon Hall, there is another group of people who specialize in robbing merchant caravans, miners, and adventurers."
The black-robed leader added.
"Oh?"
Zhou Yan's gaze flickered, revealing a hint of excitement.
"How strong is this group of bandits?"
"The leader of the bandits is named Black Panther, and he is very strong, reaching the fifth-level innate realm."
"It is said he also possesses a low-grade spiritual artifact."
The black-robed leader lowered his head and replied respectfully, like a servant.