The black-robed man's eyes flashed with a sinister cunning.
His nature was one of multifaceted craftiness, and he was well-versed in weighing benefits.
He knew clearly that if he were to die, the Poison King's Hall would surely not let the matter rest.
However, if Zhou Yan were to die by his hand.
The Poison King's Hall's revenge would fall upon the Huangfu family.
After all, he was a guest elder of the Huangfu family.
As long as he died, if the Poison King's Hall held a grudge against the Huangfu family, the Huangfu family would absolutely not be able to handle it.
At that time, he would die with regret.
This was the black-robed man's calculation.
"Your wishful thinking is quite ingenious."
Zhou Yan's expression was indifferent, his eyes icy, gazing at the black-robed man, and he let out a cold laugh: "Unfortunately, I am not a fool."
"Your little tricks might work on ordinary people."
"Trying to play games in front of me, you are still too young."
After saying this, Zhou Yan's gaze deepened, and he exerted force with his five fingers, directly snapping the black-robed man's neck.
"Urgh..."
The black-robed man let out a gurgling sound from his throat, his pupils dilated, his body went limp, and he died.
"Poison King's Hall, hmph!"
Looking at the black-robed man's corpse, Zhou Yan shook his head and sneered: "If you dare to investigate further, then I will send you all to hell as burial companions."
"I, Zhou Yan, never yield to anyone's bullying. Whoever dares to bully me, I will kill them!"
Afterward, Zhou Yan put away the dagger and sat back in his chair, closing his eyes quietly, circulating the "Imperial Dragon Immortal Art" to regulate the chaotic spiritual energy within his body.
Zhou Yan's heart dawned: "The Imperial Dragon Immortal Art is divided into nine layers!"
The cultivation method of each layer is vastly different from other techniques.
Each layer of cultivation requires the absorption of special demon beast inner cores to advance!
And Zhou Yan, at present, has only just entered the first layer!
Therefore, in his mind, apart from the cultivation method of the "Imperial Dragon Immortal Art," there was only the "True Essence Body Tempering Art."
The "True Essence Body Tempering Art" also belongs to the first layer of the "Imperial Dragon Immortal Art."
However, the power of this technique is far inferior to the Imperial Dragon Immortal Art.
Of course, relatively speaking, this technique is simpler and more brutal.
One only needs to continuously hunt demon beasts to obtain their inner cores.
"According to the 'Imperial Dragon Immortal Art,' to advance to the second layer, one needs to kill five hundred one-star demon beasts and one thousand two-star demon beasts!"
"And this is only the most basic requirement."
"It is said that to advance, one even needs to hunt more powerful demon beasts..."
Zhou Yan murmured.
The "Imperial Dragon Immortal Art" has nine layers, and each layer requires hunting more demon beasts.
Once one reaches the pinnacle of the ninth layer, they can achieve sainthood in their physical body.
Physical sainthood is a metamorphosis that transforms one's very being!
This transformation signifies that the power of the physical body reaches a new level, and combat prowess soars!
"Phew!"
Zhou Yan took a long breath, thinking to himself: "Although this physical body is too weak to support me in unleashing the 'True Essence Body Tempering Art,' it can save me a lot of spirit stones!"
The "Imperial Dragon Immortal Art" has nine layers.
Each layer consumes a large amount of spirit stones.
Zhou Yan, at present, has only just entered the first layer.
To advance to the second layer requires tens of thousands of spirit stones.
If one continues upwards, the spirit stones required will increase exponentially with each progression!
"It seems I really need to make money as soon as possible!"
Zhou Yan pondered and quickly made a decision.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Zhou Yan felt the golden dragon mark on his chest stirring restlessly.
As if something was about to awaken!
"The abnormality of the golden dragon mark, could it be related to this medicinal garden?"
Zhou Yan's eyes showed interest, and he slowly reached out to lift the golden dragon mark.
Immediately, the golden dragon mark emitted a brilliant radiance.
Following that, intricate runes appeared out of thin air.
These runes were of various shapes, including sword patterns, saber qi... and some peculiar inscriptions...
The profound runes intertwined with each other, like living beings, winding and merging.
Soon after, the entire golden dragon mark transformed into a spherical shape.
Faintly, wisps of mysterious golden light flowed, like rippling water.
"Hmm? What's happening?"
Zhou Yan looked stunned.
He only felt that a peculiar connection had been established between himself and the golden dragon mark.
Moreover, he could clearly sense that the chaotic spiritual energy within his body was gradually stabilizing.
"Could the abnormality of the golden dragon mark be to help me condense my martial脉?"
Zhou Yan suddenly realized.
The next moment, without hesitation, he immediately began to condense his martial脉.
"Hum~"
As he circulated his spiritual energy, the golden sphere vibrated with a hum.
Immediately afterward, the sphere exploded with a rumble, releasing a torrent of spiritual energy.
Rumble!
The spiritual energy, vast as the sea, surged and flowed, converging into Zhou Yan's limbs and bones.
Zhou Yan's entire body's pores opened, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy, his bones and muscles vibrating, crackling.
At this instant, his aura ascended at a visible speed!
A moment later, a powerful surge of blood and qi emanated, like a colossal dragon ascending into the sky, filling the entire room, causing shock.
"Roar~"
Abruptly, a dragon's roar echoed throughout the room.
"Crack crack..."
In the room, tables, chairs, and benches all shattered.
"Bang!"
Zhou Yan's eyes snapped open, two piercing rays of light shot out, almost tangible.
"My physical realm has finally improved again!"
Zhou Yan's face was filled with joy, extremely excited.
His current physique was akin to being forged from steel.
Even if he stood still and let enemies attack, they could not break his defense.
This level was comparable to a strong practitioner at the seventh or eighth level of the Divine King realm!
If combined with his soul power, an ordinary third-grade Martial Apprentice would not be able to withstand a single punch from him!
"My current strength is probably not inferior to that black-clothed woman from just now, right?"
Zhou Yan's eyes showed a sharp glint.
"As expected of the inheritance technique of the Imperial Dragon Immortal Sect, it is truly powerful."
"My martial skill, 'Imperial Dragon Soaring Technique,' is merely the lowest-grade martial art, only barely considered 'minor accomplishment'."
"If I could obtain a higher-level technique, or more precious treasures, perhaps it could elevate my martial skills to a higher level."
A curve appeared on Zhou Yan's lips.
This "Imperial Dragon Immortal Art" was the only relic left to him by his father.
However, due to an assassination attempt in his childhood that resulted in his mother's tragic death, he had grown to hate betrayers.
Therefore, he showed no mercy to his own brothers, attacking them ruthlessly.
Unfortunately, after his biological brother was killed, he lost his memory, causing him to forget his hatred.
Otherwise, he would certainly not have let the mastermind off easily.
"Right!"
Zhou Yan suddenly remembered something and quickly took out the jade box from his embrace.
Opening the jade box, a green bead lay inside.
The bead contained a strong life force, as if it had a life of its own, pulsating within.