"Bang! Bang!"
With three muffled thuds, the black-robed elder was sent flying back a hundred meters.
"Cough cough~!"
As the black-robed elder retreated, a mouthful of bright red blood spewed out uncontrollably, making him look extremely disheveled. A deathly pale color appeared on his face. Clearly, Zhou Yan's spear had inflicted serious internal injuries.
"You, you actually dared to try and kill me?"
The black-robed elder wiped the blood from his lips, his eyes fixed on Zhou Yan with a chilling gaze, and his voice a low growl.
He hadn't expected Zhou Yan to act so decisively.
"What if I kill you!"
Zhou Yan casually glanced at the black-robed elder, then flickered his figure and pursued him.
"Swish!"
As Zhou Yan darted forward, the surrounding space distorted, and a suffocating aura instantly swept outwards, causing the black-robed elder's expression to change drastically.
"What a terrifying aura, you... what cultivation level are you?"
At this moment, the black-robed elder looked at Zhou Yan with profound apprehension. Clearly, he had been truly frightened by Zhou Yan's combat prowess. For someone like this, if they were to mature, they would undoubtedly possess the strength to contend with experts of the Saint Emperor realm.
"You are not qualified to know."
Zhou Yan's tone was calm, as if he didn't care about the other party's cultivation level at all. His sole objective was to deal with some of the elders of the Dark Hall.
"Hmph, arrogant. I admit you have some skill, but don't forget, I have two helpers by my side. They are no weaker than you."
Upon hearing Zhou Yan's words, the black-robed elder snorted coldly. He then waved his sleeve, and a fierce gust of wind howled. The moment this wind blew out, a black Flood Dragon, thousands of feet long, instantly appeared behind the black-robed elder.
"Boom!"
Under Zhou Yan's astonished gaze, the black dragon bared its fangs and claws, lunging towards Zhou Yan. Subsequently, streams of black flames erupted from the black dragon's head, transforming into a surging sea of black fire that threatened to engulf Zhou Yan.
The black flames rolled, and wherever they passed, the air was incinerated.
Seeing this, Zhou Yan's brows furrowed. In his perception, the pressure emanating from the black dragon, though not yet reaching the Nine Revolutions Primordial Spirit realm, was certainly not comparable to ordinary Eight Revolutions Primordial Spirit experts.
However, he did not fear these black flames.
"Hmph, mere dark flames, I don't put them in my eyes!"
Zhou Yan let out a cold snort, clenched his fists, and circulated the Yuan Li within his body madly, forming a crimson-gold light around him, enveloping his entire being.
"Explode for me!"
With Zhou Yan's furious roar, the sea of black flames instantly detonated.
"Bang!"
With a resounding boom, the crimson-gold light on Zhou Yan's body vanished, revealing his figure. Faint scorch marks began to appear on his body.
Clearly, Zhou Yan's defensive capabilities were far from that of a Nine Revolutions Primordial Spirit realm expert.
However, his physical strength had reached the terrifying Nine Revolutions Primordial Spirit realm.
Therefore, a surge of vigorous Yuan Li continuously flowed into Zhou Yan's Dantian, causing his physical strength to soar once more.
"Hmph, it seems you do have some tricks up your sleeve, but it's all in vain. Today is the day of your death!"
Seeing that Zhou Yan had blocked his attack, the black-robed elder chuckled sinisterly. He violently waved his hand, and the rolling black flames instantly churned, transforming into a black fire dragon that tore through the void, charging towards Zhou Yan.
"Rumble!"
Under the onslaught of this black flame, small mountains collapsed instantaneously.
"Boom boom boom...!"
Wherever the black fire dragon passed, the ground was scorched to ashes, and rocks turned to dust in an instant. Clearly, this was an extremely terrifying flame.
Seeing this, Zhou Yan's eyes flickered slightly. Clearly, facing such an assault, he dared not be careless in the slightest.
Against such an attack, even if he employed the Divine Elephant Suppression Prison Art, he couldn't guarantee he could withstand it.
Therefore, upon sensing the terrifying might of the black fire dragon, a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.
"Boom!"
Just as the black fire dragon was about to break through Zhou Yan's defenses and engulf him, a surge of majestic power suddenly erupted from within Zhou Yan. In front of him, an ancient bronze imprint materialized.
"Hum!"
The imprint's light flowed, and runes appeared. Finally, a colossal green sword suspended in front of Zhou Yan, emanating boundless sharpness and pointing directly at the black fire dragon.
"Bang bang bang...!"
Muffled thuds reverberated. The black fire dragon moved with incredible speed, reaching the green sword in the blink of an eye.
The green sword then collided fiercely with the black fire dragon.
"Bang!"
A deafening sound erupted. After the collision, the green sword shattered directly. However, after the green sword broke, a layer of purple-gold light surged from outside Zhou Yan's body, shielding him.
Not only that, but the fragments of the green sword, after being covered by the purple-gold light, instantly shrank and eventually transformed into a drop of bronze water, falling onto Zhou Yan's shoulder.
As that drop of bronze water entered his skin, his muscles began to swell, eventually transforming into a muscular armor etched with dragon scales.
"This bronze greatsword is a magical artifact, but it is already incomplete, and it's a flawed item, incapable of fully unleashing its power. Therefore, I only need to exert a little effort to shatter it easily. Thus, I only need to use seven-tenths of my strength to defeat you."
The black-robed elder stared coldly at Zhou Yan and said in a low voice, "Moreover, I don't believe there is any magical artifact in this world that can stop my Black Flame!"
A hint of mockery flickered in Zhou Yan's eyes.
"You truly are stubborn until you see the coffin!"
Zhou Yan shook his head and said no more. He took a step, and his figure appeared before the black-robed elder. Then, Zhou Yan raised his fist and smashed it fiercely towards his chest.
Upon seeing Zhou Yan's action, the black-robed elder's expression changed drastically.