The aura within Zhou Yan's body began to twist in a peculiar manner. It surged like gathering storms, filled with dread and danger. A sense of foreboding rose in his heart. Was the other party about to break through to the Divine King realm?
Just as this thought surfaced, the terrifying fluctuation, with Zhou Yan at its center, violently spread out in all directions. As the wave swept outwards, the onlookers' expressions changed. The fluctuation was too potent! Many of those with lower cultivation coughed up blood under its influence.
"Damn it!" Baihe Zhenjun's eyes instantly reddened. He hadn't expected the other party to break through. How was this possible? What had this scoundrel taken? There was only one explanation: he must have consumed some special elixir to reach the Divine King realm. If that were the case, wouldn't this scoundrel be able to kill him with ease?
The thought made Baihe Zhenjun's face turn pale. He wasn't a fool; he understood that if Zhou Yan succeeded in advancing, he would be in grave trouble. Moreover, he feared that Zhou Yan would come seeking revenge, and at that point, even with all his power, he wouldn't be able to stop him. This damned scoundrel, resorting to such despicable means, was unforgivable.
As his anger surged, a figure slowly emerged from the void. When this figure appeared in everyone's sight, they couldn't help but exclaim, "It's him!" The figure was Zhou Yan.
"This guy is still alive!"
"No wonder they were chasing him; he wasn't dead after all!"
"Baihe Zhenjun is finished this time!"
Hearing the murmurs, Baihe Zhenjun's expression turned exceptionally grim. He hadn't expected Zhou Yan to be alive. Not only was he alive, but he had grown to this extent. As he was filled with shock, Baihe Zhenjun by his side slowly spoke, "You're still alive; it truly exceeds my expectations." He knew that with Zhou Yan alive, he had to act quickly, or he would never have another chance once Zhou Yan fully matured. Furthermore, Zhou Yan's growth rate was astonishing. In just a few years, he had transformed from an ordinary person to his current state. Envy filled his heart. Therefore, he couldn't give him any more opportunities.
"Heh heh, Baihe Zhenjun, do you think you can still stop me?" Zhou Yan sneered, looking at Baihe Zhenjun as if he were an ant.
"Hmph, I'd like to see just how capable you are!" Baihe Zhenjun roared, and his figure instantly vanished from his spot.
Simultaneously, the others, seeing this, began to retreat. Baihe Zhenjun's reputation throughout the Immortal Realm was well-known, and his power was undeniable. His cultivation had reached the Divine Emperor realm. Such a being was not someone the current Zhou Yan could contend with.
Seeing Baihe Zhenjun charge towards him, a cold curve appeared on Zhou Yan's lips. In his hand, a black longsword materialized. wisps of black mist coiled around the black sword, making it look incredibly eerie.
"Sword of Death!" Zhou Yan shouted, and the black longsword in his hand was instantly unleashed, transforming into a streak of black light that cleaved fiercely towards Baihe Zhenjun. Zhou Yan's attack was sharp and incredibly fast. However, the black sword did not directly strike Baihe Zhenjun. Baihe Zhenjun had already made his move, blocking the fatal blow.
"Boom~~~~!" A deafening sound erupted. Baihe Zhenjun's body trembled slightly, and then a trace of blood trickled from his lips. He hadn't expected this opponent to be a hidden master. This strike had actually injured him. At this moment, Zhou Yan seized the opportunity to strike again. His figure blurred into an afterimage, instantly appearing beside Baihe Zhenjun, and then he swung the black sword, slashing down fiercely.
"Rumble~~~~~!" A series of explosions suddenly echoed. Black fissures tore open.
"Pfft!" Baihe Zhenjun spat out a mouthful of essence blood and then was forced to retreat in a sorry state. Zhou Yan followed closely, appearing before Baihe Zhenjun, and swung his sword down again.
"Bang!" Another great roar resounded, and Baihe Zhenjun's body was sent flying.
"Cough, cough, don't push me too far!" Baihe Zhenjun clutched his chest, blood seeping from his lips, and stared at Zhou Yan with cold eyes.
"Pushing you too far?" A sinister smile spread across Zhou Yan's lips. "Baihe Zhenjun, who made the choice between us back then, you know very well, don't you? And now you want to threaten me. Have you forgotten how you threatened me at that auction?" Zhou Yan's tone was filled with mockery; clearly, Baihe Zhenjun had brought this upon himself.
Zhou Yan's words left Baihe Zhenjun speechless.
"You scumbag, I'll kill you today!"
"Do you have the guts?" Zhou Yan's eyes flashed with cold light as he lunged towards Baihe Zhenjun again. Just as Zhou Yan's attack was about to land on Baihe Zhenjun, a figure shot over from a distance.
"Baihe Zhenjun, do not be presumptuous!" With a cold voice, an elder in a grey robe instantly appeared in front of Zhou Yan. His movements were ethereal, like a phantom, as he appeared before Zhou Yan.
"This is the Sect Master of the Tianxuan Sect, Daoist Tianxuan, isn't it?" Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the elder before him and said coldly.
"Mm," Daoist Tianxuan nodded. His gaze towards Zhou Yan was filled with coldness.
"Since you are the Sect Master of the Tianxuan Sect, you shouldn't be helping outsiders," Zhou Yan stated calmly.
"Heh heh, what are you, to dare negotiate terms with me?" Daoist Tianxuan's eyes churned with killing intent.
"Heh heh, since that's the case, then I shall discipline your disciple for the Tianxuan Sect today." With that, Zhou Yan vigorously activated his power. A vast soul force suddenly erupted. In the next moment, the black longsword in Zhou Yan's hand emanated a dazzling obsidian glow, seemingly imbued with a terrifying power of destruction.