"Damn, I thought it was something else, but it's just a puppet!" Zhou Yan couldn't help but mutter after clearly seeing the figure.
"Boom~"
"Bang!"
As soon as Zhou Yan finished speaking, a slap landed heavily on his face, sending his entire body flying backward.
Five red finger marks immediately appeared on Zhou Yan's cheek, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His body also crashed heavily onto the ground.
"You dare to ambush me?!" Zhou Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze icy, and coldly stared at the man in front of him.
The man glanced at Zhou Yan indifferently and said, "Who do you think you are, to ask me if I ambushed you or not."
With that, he sheathed the Dragon God Sword back into its scabbard at his waist.
"You..." Zhou Yan was furious at his words.
However, he quickly calmed down and said, "Fine, since you want to be my servant, I will teach you how to behave!"
"How to behave? You want to teach me how to behave?" The man chuckled upon hearing Zhou Yan's words and said, "With you? You're worthy?"
Hearing the man's words, Zhou Yan's expression changed slightly. He never expected to be looked down upon like this.
"Kid, you remember this, my name is Zhou Yan!" Zhou Yan snorted coldly and said.
After speaking, Zhou Yan turned and strode away.
The moment he turned, wisps of strange energy emanated from his brow, and then, that strange energy quickly drilled into the man's brow, merging with his sea of consciousness.
The man frowned slightly.
Although Zhou Yan didn't recognize the name Zhou Yan, he could feel the peculiar aura emanating from Zhou Yan.
This aura seemed capable of devouring his soul, causing him to lose his true nature.
He was not a foolish person and naturally knew that Zhou Yan must have used some kind of strange sorcery to completely integrate his sea of consciousness into his body.
"This scoundrel! To use such a despicable method!" The man's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately chased after Zhou Yan.
He could sense that Zhou Yan's strength was not bad, and if he could capture him and offer him as a sacrifice to his master, he would surely earn great merit.
Zhou Yan was unaware of what the man behind him was thinking.
At this moment, Zhou Yan was walking with that massive body into the depths of the Dragon Tomb, moving slowly forward.
The depths of the Dragon Tomb were a barren wasteland, with nothing growing around it, devoid of any plant life.
However, in the center of the wasteland, there was a stone platform.
On the stone platform lay a purple long spear.
The purple long spear had a metallic texture throughout, and its tip pulsed with purple lightning.
It seemed as if something was sealed within this spear.
"What is that?" Zhou Yan's gaze swept towards the stone platform, and his eyes widened in disbelief.
"That's... a Divine King's weapon!" Zhou Yan muttered to himself, "How can a Divine King's weapon be here?"
Although he didn't recognize the divine spear, he could sense a dangerous fluctuation from it, indicating it was no ordinary item.
He had seen a Divine King's weapon before, but his strength was too weak to unleash its power.
However, the current spear exuded a terrifying pressure, yet he could not sense its power at all.
This was quite strange. Logically, a Divine King's weapon was an extremely fearsome blade, capable of easily annihilating a Divine Emperor expert with just a sliver of its might, and even defeating a Great Emperor!
Such a terrifying weapon could undoubtedly be considered heaven-defying.
But now, this weapon seemed like an ordinary spear shaft, not at all like the terrifying and invincible weapon of legend that commanded the heavens.
"Could it be that this weapon has been tampered with?" Zhou Yan frowned in thought. Immediately, one of the Dragon Clan's three elders - the Dragon King - came to mind. He had participated in the War of Gods and Demons with the Dragon King in the past, so he had a good understanding of the Dragon King's strength.
Moreover, the most crucial point was that the Dragon King was the patriarch of the Dragon Clan and held considerable authority. His strength was also extremely formidable, no less than that of those Dragon Clan ancestors!
Such a powerful existence being so easily suppressed was enough to prove the terrifying nature of this spear.
However, Zhou Yan did not believe that the Dragon King was instantly killed by this spear. After all, although the Dragon King was suppressed, he was still a Divine King, his strength far surpassing ordinary Divine Emperors. Killing him would not be so easy.
Unless, the owner of this spear was also a Divine King!
Zhou Yan was not a fool. He could deduce that the owner of this divine spear must be a half-step Divine King level expert.
"Regardless, I will try to reclaim this divine spear first!" Zhou Yan's gaze sharpened, and he reached out his hand towards the purple long spear.
However, the moment his hand was about to touch the spear, dazzling purple lightning erupted from it!
"Boom!"
This purple lightning directly struck Zhou Yan's arm.
A violent force shattered Zhou Yan's skin, reducing his arm to powder.
"Ah!" Zhou Yan cried out in pain. His body retreated dozens of feet before he stabilized himself. Then, his right hand had also turned to powder and fell to the ground.
Zhou Yan's arm was destroyed, but he felt no pain, only joy in his heart.
"Heh heh, I didn't expect this spear to have such an effect! This is great, as long as I obtain this divine spear, I will gain immense merit, and my master will surely reward me!"
Just then, a dark figure suddenly flashed from behind Zhou Yan.
"Who are you?" Zhou Yan's gaze sharpened, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, "You're seeking death!"
"Bang!"
Zhou Yan's broken blade then chopped down directly.
This broken blade contained an extremely dense aura of slaughter, a fierce and menacing presence, like a bloodthirsty dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it charged towards the dark figure.
The dark figure glanced at Zhou Yan's broken blade, narrowed its eyes slightly, then extended its hand and directly grabbed the blade.
The edge of this broken blade was incredibly sharp. Even with the dark figure's strength, it was difficult to stop the blade even slightly, yet it held the blade without sustaining any damage.
"How is this possible?" Zhou Yan looked at the dark figure, his face filled with disbelief.