1177: C1177 The World Behind Him

C1177 The World Behind Him

With a groan, the youth in blue was sent flying and fell ten meters away. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You're courting death!" Seeing that, the other three young men all drew their swords and rushed towards Zhou Yan. One after another, sharp Sword Energies whistled through the air and slashed towards Zhou Yan. The Sword Energies tore through the void with astonishing power.

The corner of Zhou Yan's mouth curled up into a cold and cruel smile. His figure suddenly changed hundreds of times, and every time he moved, he would leave behind a series of faint afterimages. All of those attacks missed, and in the end, the three young men's Sword Energy hacked onto a tree trunk. The entire towering ancient tree was instantly cut in half.

"How is this possible?" When the remaining five young men saw that Zhou Yan had actually dodged all of the sword moves in such a strange manner, their faces revealed expressions of shock.

"Do you really think that you're invincible in this world?" Zhou Yan sneered as he stared at the remaining five youths.

"Brat, don't be so arrogant. You've only just stepped into the Divine King Realm, and your foundation isn't stable yet. When we beat you down, we'll send you to hell. "The blue-robed youth's companions looked at each other and saw the ruthlessness in each other's eyes. Then, they all rushed towards Zhou Yan.

"Trash, you dare to compete with me with just this bit of strength?" Zhou Yan sneered. With a flash, he disappeared. In the next moment, a terrifying gust of wind swept out.

Immediately after, a blue clothed youth screamed as he was sent flying. He crashed into two huge rocks and lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

After another roll, Zhou Yan's figure appeared behind another young man. Then, he raised his leg and kicked him in the butt, causing him to kneel on the ground.

Zhou Yan whipped the man's head with his backhand, causing his head to explode on the spot. Red and white objects splattered in all directions as blood sprayed out and dyed the ground red.

"Bastard!" The remaining three young men all let out furious roars as they crazily rushed towards Zhou Yan. The Sword Energy swept across the area and the sword light was dazzling as it sealed off Zhou Yan's path of retreat.

Zhou Yan snorted coldly. He struck out both palms towards the swords of the two youths, knocking their weapons to the ground.

"It's my turn now, right?" The corner of Zhou Yan's mouth curled up into a cold and bloodthirsty smile. With a flash, he slapped a young man on the shoulder.

With a crisp sound of bone fracturing, the young man immediately let out a miserable howl as his entire arm hung limply from his shoulder. He had been completely crippled.

On the other side, Zhou Yan used his bare palm to meet the long sword of the other young man. With lightning speed, he grabbed the wrist of the young man holding the sword and pulled back, dislocating his arm.

"Ah...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

With a miserable howl, the young man's wrist was forcefully broken by Zhou Yan as the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"You..." When the other young man saw Zhou Yan's actions, he was so scared that his entire body started to tremble. He could not understand how Zhou Yan could be so powerful. The six of them working together were actually unable to fight back at all. It was simply inconceivable. Endless regret rose in his heart. If he had known that Zhou Yan was so powerful, he definitely would not have taken the initiative to provoke him.

"As I said, I won't let anyone go, because all of you are going to die." Zhou Yan stared menacingly at the last young man.

Puchi!

Before Zhou Yan finished speaking, a bloody hole appeared in the forehead of the last young man. Blood flowed out as he stared at Zhou Yan with wide eyes filled with hatred. Then, his body collapsed to the ground.

After dealing with the six of them, Zhou Yan continued to go deeper into the mountain range to search for Spiritual medicine. In this area, there was a lot of spiritual energy and herbs. Although the danger was not weaker than the outer region, it still could not stop the greed of those who desired powerful theological techniques, which stimulated their desire to hunt for treasures.

"Yes?" Just as Zhou Yan was about to pass through this area, a light breeze blew past, and a strange flower caught his attention. This flower was purple-black in color, as if it was made of purple gold. It emitted a faint fragrance, and the petals were densely covered with fine lines, as if they contained some kind of profound charm.

Zhou Yan's eyes burned with passion. The Soul Gathering Flower was a precious ingredient used to refine the Soul Nourishing Pill. It was priceless and extremely rare. It only existed in some ancient ruins.

Zhou Yan carefully plucked a petal and wrapped it in a cloth. He placed it in his bosom to prevent it from being blown away by the wind. After all, this thing was too precious. If it was broken, he wouldn't even have a place to cry.

After collecting enough flowers and soil, Zhou Yan left and returned to his room. He took out a Spirit Cultivating Pill and swallowed it.

After the Soul Nurturing Pill entered his stomach, it turned into pure energy and surged into Zhou Yan's mind, cleansing his meridians and refining his Yuan Power.

After about half an hour, Zhou Yan opened his eyes and a smile appeared on his face. His Yuan Power had increased by a lot, reaching the early stage of the Second Stage of the Divine King Realm.

After that, Zhou Yan continued to cultivate. Only when night fell did he stop cultivating and walk out of his room. Tonight, the moon was bright and the stars were few. Everything was quiet.

"Brother Flamy, it's time to eat." Suddenly, a sweet-sounding girl's voice sounded in the living room.

When Zhou Yan heard this, a bright smile bloomed on his face. He quickly walked towards the dining table and saw Xue Lin sitting at the dining table, serving soup. She was wearing a loose nightdress that only covered her hips, revealing her plump and beautiful buttocks.1

Looking at her alluring figure, Zhou Yan felt a dryness in his throat. He quickly lowered his head to hide his burning gaze.

"Brother Flamy, why aren't you eating?" Xue Lin asked in confusion.

"Oh, I'll be right there. I'll go brush my teeth and change my clothes before coming back." Zhou Yan rushed into the bathroom, closed the door, and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

He had almost been exposed just now. Fortunately, his mental fortitude was not bad.

After a while, Zhou Yan walked out of the bathroom. Xue Lin immediately stood up and gave Zhou Yan some food. "Brother Flamy, try this. This dish is delicious."

"Thank you." Zhou Yan smiled.

After eating and drinking to their heart's content, Xue Lin cleaned up the dishes while Zhou Yan sat cross-legged in the courtyard and began to circulate the Heavenly Demon Art to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here.

Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, a day had passed.

The next morning, the sun was bright and the air was fresh. Zhou Yan had a smile on his face as he stretched his body and felt the abundant Yuan Qi fluctuations in his body. His efforts from the previous night were not in vain.

He was now an expert at Rank Two of the Mortal Realm.

"However, I'm still a little bit away from Rank Three of the Divine King Realm. " Zhou Yan frowned. He currently had two hundred kilograms of strength, which was equivalent to a thousand kilograms of strength of an ordinary strong man. However, he was unable to break through to the Third Stage of the Divine King Realm. It was obvious that his cultivation speed of the Heavenly Demon Art was far from fast enough.

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