Chapter 1692 Bloody Battle

In the next moment, streaks of purple lightning rained down continuously, charring the surrounding land and even carving a massive pit into the ground.

A solemn expression appeared on Zhou Yan’s face. He gazed deeply at Mo Tian, then let out a cold shout, and a blinding white light surged forth before him.

A terrifying aura erupted from Zhou Yan, and a sharp sword intent permeated his very being.

“Sword intent, Saint King level sword intent? What is going on? Has he already cultivated to the peak Saint King level? But that’s impossible. Although Saint King and Saint Emperor are only separated by a single word, their strength differs by a hundred thousand miles.” Mo Tian’s eyes widened with astonishment as he saw the white light emanating from Zhou Yan. How could a Saint Lord comprehend Saint King level sword intent? Furthermore, judging by the power of the sword intent Zhou Yan was now displaying, it surpassed that of ordinary Saint King realm martial artists.

“Hmph, you don’t need to know too much,” a chilling killing intent flickered across Zhou Yan’s face. “Today, you are destined to die!”

“Hahaha! What an arrogant brat, I like cocky and overbearing fellows like you. Today, I will personally send you to hell.” Mo Tian threw his head back and laughed, then furiously channeled the power within him, unleashing torrents of black lightning from the sky.

“Boom boom boom!”

The sky seemed to be torn apart as black lightning bolts descended continuously.

Waves of destructive power raged in the void, and the black lightning writhed in the sky, transforming into chains as black as ink, which then lashed out ferociously.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yan’s expression shifted slightly. He felt a fatal threat.

A ferocious look appeared on his face, and he let out a low roar. Streams of sword energy shot towards the sky, raging in the void and colliding with the black lightning.

“Bang!”

Brilliant flashes of light erupted continuously, and the black chains were actually snapped.

“What! How can this little bastard’s attacks be so formidable?” Mo Tian’s face was filled with shock. He couldn’t believe his eyes as he stared at Zhou Yan. He simply could not fathom how this brat’s cultivation had advanced to such a terrifying realm so rapidly.

“Impossible! You are definitely not Zhou Yan!” Mo Tian roared frantically, his eyes filled with intense jealousy.

Zhou Yan looked at Mo Tian indifferently, a mocking smile on his face. “Do you want to confirm if I am indeed Zhou Yan? I’m sorry, I am, and you won’t be leaving alive today.”

“What, you are Zhou Yan?” A look of disbelief appeared on Mo Tian’s face. He could never have imagined that this Zhou Yan was actually Zhou Yan. This was simply a fantasy!

“Mo Tian, you have no more chances now!” With that said, a chilling glint appeared in Zhou Yan’s eyes, and a terrifying Saint King sword intent erupted from his body. Streaks of purple arcs flickered through the space, resembling stars streaking across the sky.

A long sword slowly materialized in Zhou Yan’s hand. The sword was cyan in color, its blade broad and its tip exceedingly sharp, its edge gleaming with a cold light.

“Hum hum!”

In the next instant, the long sword vibrated a few times, then, following an arcane trajectory, it fiercely pierced towards Mo Tian.

“Die!”

“Whoosh!”

A crisp whistling sound echoed through the air, and sword lights flashed all around before, under Zhou Yan’s control, they shot towards Mo Tian.

“Damn it!” Seeing the sword lights hurtling towards him, Mo Tian’s pupils contracted sharply. He hadn’t expected Zhou Yan’s sword intent to be so powerful.

“Pfft!”

Just as Mo Tian prepared to resist Zhou Yan’s sword intent and force him back, in the next second, he discovered that Zhou Yan’s sword intent was utterly indestructible. His protective energy could not obstruct the sword intent in the slightest.

“Boom!”

“Bang!”

“Pfft!”

Streams of blood spurted from Mo Tian’s chest, transforming into vibrant blossoms in the air.

“Pfft!”

Sword energy continuously weaved through Mo Tian’s body, and heads flew off, disappearing in mid-air, ultimately turning into a pile of minced flesh, exuding a faint stench as it scattered in the air.

The last King realm expert had thus fallen!

Sword intent continued to weave through the air, and blood rained down, eventually dissolving into mist and vanishing into nothingness. Zhou Yan, once again, fell into a deep slumber.

This battle was destined to become eternal history.

And Zhou Yan’s name echoed throughout the entire Demon Domain City.

As Mo Tian perished, the entire Demon Domain City fell into a profound silence.

A Saint Lord level powerhouse had fallen, an outcome no one had anticipated.

“How is this possible? How long has it been? In less than a few months, how has his strength increased so rapidly?” Some people were utterly astonished, unable to believe what they were witnessing. It was simply unbelievable.

How old was Zhou Yan? Even with his monstrous potential, his cultivation shouldn't have reached this level so quickly.

“My heavens! Who is he? Could he truly be the legendary Zhou Yan? But wasn’t Zhou Yan supposed to have died on the second level of the Nine Heavens Tower? How could he have emerged alive?” An old woman gazed at Zhou Yan in the sky with a look of profound shock.

In their eyes, Zhou Yan’s strength had undoubtedly reached the Saint Lord level. After all, in just a few months, if given enough time, no one in this world would be able to suppress Zhou Yan.

Furthermore, the Nine Nether Sect had been completely devoured by Zhou Yan. So, to what realm had Zhou Yan’s strength ascended? Perhaps no one could guess, which was why they displayed such shock when they heard Zhou Yan’s name.

Zhou Yan’s name was like a stone, heavily impacting the deepest recesses of their hearts, stirring up waves of emotion.

Zhou Yan slowly opened his eyes, a sharp gleam bursting forth. He saw a corpse lying before him—it was Mo Tian’s.

“Mo Tian, Mo Tian, this time, what else do you have to say?”

Immediately, Zhou Yan’s body trembled. He felt the vital energy within him surging, a sign that his Saint King realm was about to break through to the supreme realm.