Chapter 1681 His Expression Changed Drastically

The demon race powerhouses changed their expressions upon hearing Zhou Yan's words.

While they didn't understand what "Purgatory Poison Flame" was, they knew it was a terrifying venom capable of corroding even a mountain into ashes.

This realization made their faces turn grim, filled with regret.

"Hmph, you brat, you keep calling yourself human, but I can't see any trace of it!" the demon race powerhouse sneered coldly.

"Is that so? Then let me tell you, my bloodline carries half human blood. Doesn't that suffice to prove I'm human?" Zhou Yan retorted with a cold laugh.

"Haha, kid, you lie without batting an eye. Do you really think we'd believe that?" the demon race powerhouse scoffed again.

The other demon race powerhouses echoed his sentiment.

Clearly, they didn't believe Zhou Yan's words, thinking he was fabricating stories.

"Is that so? Since you refuse to believe, I'll prove my strength is not limited to this!" With that, Zhou Yan's figure flickered, appearing before the demon race powerhouse and smashing a fist towards him.

"Hmph!" Sensing Zhou Yan's move, the demon race powerhouse didn't back down and met the punch head-on.

"Bang!"

The two forces collided, erupting in a deafening roar.

Violent energy ripples scattered, sending the surrounding demon race powerhouses flying.

The demon race powerhouse was blasted back, spitting blood, and crashed heavily onto the ground, his mouth bleeding profusely.

However, he gritted his teeth and stood up, refusing to fall.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan's expression shifted slightly, clearly surprised by the demon race powerhouse's formidable defense.

"You few, quickly capture him and bring him to the City Lord's mansion to await our City Lord's judgment!"

"Yes!" The five or six demon race powerhouses immediately complied and advanced towards Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan understood their intentions upon seeing their actions.

These fellows intended to bind him and force his submission to their demon City Lord.

"Hmph!" Zhou Yan snorted and his body flashed, disappearing from sight.

The few demon race powerhouses lunged and missed.

"Huh? Where did that person go? He was just here, how did he vanish so suddenly?" the demon race powerhouse muttered in confusion.

"I'll search!"

"I'll pursue!"

"You search, I'll pursue!" the demon race powerhouse commanded with order.

Upon receiving his orders, the other four demon race powerhouses split up.

At this moment, Zhou Yan appeared at the entrance of the palace. He gazed at it, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.

"You finally decided to show yourself?" As Zhou Yan's gaze fell upon the palace, a cold voice suddenly reverberated.

Zhou Yan looked up and saw the demon race powerhouse slowly walking into the palace.

"Didn't I tell you to stay in our camp and not leave? Did you forget your promise?" Seeing Zhou Yan, the demon race powerhouse's expression turned sinister.

"I remember, but you think too highly of yourselves. You beasts are nothing but livestock in front of us humans!" Zhou Yan stated unceremoniously.

Upon hearing Zhou Yan's words, a trace of anger flashed across the demon race powerhouse's face.

"Kid, are you trying to provoke me? Do you know what the consequences of angering me are?" the demon race powerhouse said coldly.

"Heh, so what if I anger you? Even if you kill me, the humans won't let you off!" Zhou Yan taunted dismissively.

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, the demon race powerhouse's face darkened, his eyes filled with fierce killing intent.

"Hmph, kid, you're courting death!" the demon race powerhouse roared and attacked Zhou Yan with his claws.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan's brow furrowed.

"Whoosh!"

However, just as he was about to dodge, a sharp whistling sound pierced the air.

Immediately, a jet-black spear, carrying a biting wind, pierced through the void and descended from the sky.

"Clang!"

With a grating metallic clash, Zhou Yan's body was sent flying by the black spear.

Moreover, the black spear seemed to possess sentience, transforming into an afterimage that pursued Zhou Yan.

However, despite the afterimage's incredible speed, Zhou Yan easily evaded it.

"Hmm?" The demon race powerhouse's eyes widened in astonishment. He hadn't expected the human youth to evade his attack under such circumstances.

"Kid, I underestimated you!" The demon race powerhouse's expression turned grave, his eyes fixed on Zhou Yan.

"Hmph! You underestimated me, but I don't necessarily underestimate you!"

Zhou Yan snorted, his figure disappearing again. He reappeared behind the demon race powerhouse, his hand flipping to reveal a jet-black spear suspended above his palm.

Seeing Zhou Yan's action, the demon race powerhouse's pupils contracted sharply, a flicker of horror crossing his eyes.

He could clearly sense that the potent spiritual energy in the surrounding air was being absorbed by the jet-black spear in an instant.

This sight made the demon race powerhouse dare not act rashly, for he knew this spear was no ordinary weapon.

"Kid, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. If you dare to obstruct me further, don't blame me for being ruthless!" the demon race powerhouse said, his face ashen, staring at Zhou Yan sinisterly.

"Ruthless? Heh, I'm not sure if my flesh is even edible!" Zhou Yan's lips curved into a devilish smile, and he kicked out, slamming his foot into the demon race powerhouse's chest.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Zhou Yan's kick sent the demon race powerhouse flying backward, crashing heavily against the palace wall.