1220: C1220 Assassin

C1220 Assassin

King Yama roared again and again, his eyes filled with malice as he stared at Zhou Yan like a poisonous snake.

"Hehe, you won't have the chance anymore."

Zhou Yan laughed in disdain. He reached out his right hand, and as fast as lightning, he grabbed the Yama King's neck and lifted him up.

The Yama King's legs kicked around wildly. He struggled, but it was to no avail.

"King Yama, how about we make a deal?"

Suddenly, Zhou Yan stopped attacking and his indifferent gaze landed on King Yama.

"What deal?"

Hearing the word 'deal', King Yama's expression changed as he immediately asked.

As long as he could get rid of Zhou Yan, he was willing to pay any price.

"I can spare your life, but you have to do one thing for me," Zhou Yan said slowly.

King Yama's expression turned serious. After thinking for a few seconds, he agreed and said, "As long as you don't kill me, everything can be discussed."

Now that King Yama knew Zhou Yan's trump card, he was no match for him at all.

Therefore, he planned to compromise for the time being and stall for time until reinforcements arrived.

"It's very simple. I want you to help me collect some materials," Zhou Yan muttered to himself for a moment and said slowly.

These ingredients were all the main ingredients needed to refine the Soul Gathering Pellet. Only by gathering all the ingredients would he be able to successfully advance to the next stage.

As for King Yama, Zhou Yan was not worried that he would dare to play tricks, because King Yama still wanted to live.

The most important thing right now was to quickly find the ingredients and refine the Origin Gathering Pill.

Origin Gathering Pill!

This was a Rank 2 pill. After consuming it, one would be able to increase their cultivation. It was an Advanced Pill and was extremely precious.

"Essence Gathering Pill?"

King Yama was startled. Obviously, he had never heard of this pill before.

"Hmph, King Yama, I advise you to be honest and not try to play any tricks."

Zhou Yan's eyes were sharp as he stared coldly at King Yama.

"Yes, yes, yes. Young master, please rest assured. I will definitely gather the materials for you."

King Yama was so scared that he kept quiet out of fear and hurriedly agreed.

"That's more like it."

Zhou Yan nodded in satisfaction. He took out a healing pill and threw it to King Yama before letting him go.

King Yama regained his freedom. He let out a long sigh and sighed, "As expected of a Martial Sect disciple. His strength is too strong."

Just now, if it wasn't for Zhou Yan showing mercy, he would have already died.

King Yama's face turned ashen as he cursed in his heart. He never thought that he would fall into Zhou Yan's hands.

"King Yama, you better not play any tricks. Otherwise, I guarantee that you will suffer a fate worse than death."

Zhou Yan warned before turning around and walking out of the valley.

After a while, Zhou Yan returned to his mansion.

He returned to his room and sat down cross-legged. He silently circulated the Chaotic Galaxy Technique and absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Not long after, a vast aura rose from his body.

"Hmm?"

While cultivating, Zhou Yan frowned slightly and opened his eyes to look at the windows and doors.

"Swoosh!"

Right at this moment, ripples appeared in the air as a figure appeared out of thin air and stood quietly on the roof.

"Who are you? It's probably not appropriate for you to intrude into my young master's house."

Zhou Yan coldly glanced at the man in black and coldly shouted.

"Hmph, a mere Martial Disciple dares to interfere in my business? You're overestimating yourself."

The man in black snorted coldly, his gaze landing on Zhou Yan, not hiding his cold killing intent at all.

"Martial Apprentice?"

Hearing that, the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth curled up into a mocking smile.

Martial Disciples were only equivalent to ordinary Martial Warriors and were weak.

As for the man in black in front of him, although he was only a Corpse Puppet, he was emitting an extremely dense Yin Qi. He was comparable to a third-rate martial artist and was even more troublesome than ordinary martial warriors.

In the next moment, the man in black made his move. With a flip of his palm, he turned it into a ghost claw and grabbed over fiercely.

This scene caused Zhou Yan's pupils to constrict as he quickly reacted.

With a flick of his wrist, he unsheathed his blade.

Silver light flashed across the sky. It was incomparably sharp, like a pool of autumn water, emitting a cold light.

Ding!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sparks flew as the two clashed, creating a deafening sound.

Deng! Deng! Deng!

In this battle, Zhou Yan took a few steps back as the vitality in his body boiled. He looked at the man in black in surprise.

"He actually blocked it?"

The man in black's eyes were cold. A trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then the corner of his mouth raised into a strange smile.

With a sudden wave of his arm, the sound of his bones cracking could be heard. His claws suddenly extended like an eagle's claw, tearing through the air and piercing towards Zhou Yan's throat.

Caught off guard, Zhou Yan's chest was struck by the claw as blood splattered all over his clothes. It was a shocking sight to behold.

Ah ~

Zhou Yan let out a miserable scream as his body swayed and almost fell to the ground.

"Damn it, he's actually this powerful."

He gritted his teeth, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. His face was pale white, and his eyes were filled with deep fear.

The man in black had injured him with just two attacks.

"Zhe zhe.... Brat, it's not too late to admit defeat."

The black clothed person laughed and his voice made one's hair stand on end.

"Hmph, I, Zhou Yan, have walked all the way here, how could I possibly surrender?"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth. With a determined gaze, he charged over once again with the Absolute Soul Blade in his hand.

He knew that if he did not fight with his life on the line today, he would definitely die. Only by fighting with his life on the line would he have a chance of survival.

"Stubborn fool!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in black as a dark green dagger appeared in his hand that gave off a putrid smell.

In an instant, Zhou Yan and the man in black clashed fiercely, producing an intense metallic sound.

"Who exactly is this person? How can he be so strong?"

Zhou Yan's forehead was covered in sweat as his arm trembled. The area between his thumb and index finger cracked open as scarlet blood seeped out. His entire left arm was extremely sore.

"No wonder he's so arrogant. So he actually has such strength. Looks like I can only use a forbidden technique."

His expression was ugly, and his eyes flashed with madness as he gritted his teeth and said.

A forbidden secret technique was a secret technique that burned one's potential and was extremely powerful.

After using this secret technique, one would be able to obtain super strength for a short amount of time.

However, the aftereffects were also severe. One year of one's lifespan would decrease and it would affect one's future.

"Brat, I hate people who talk too much. Go die."

The man in black laughed sinisterly. His fingers were like hooks and as sharp as swords. He wanted to kill Zhou Yan with a single strike.

Bang!

In that instant, Zhou Yan's chest was pierced through as he spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated.

"Haha, this brat is dead for sure."

Seeing that, the King of Hell was extremely excited. He laughed out loud with a sinister expression on his face.

However, Zhou Yan stood beside the bed with a mocking smile on his face.

"What's going on?"

The man in black's expression changed drastically as he had a bad feeling about this.

Zhou Yan's gaze focused as his right hand formed a fist. As fast as a gust of wind, he smashed it towards the man in black.

"Not good."

Sensing danger, the man in black dodged the attack.2

Boom!

In the next moment, the door exploded. Wood chips flew everywhere, and dust flew everywhere.

"What is that?"

What is that? King Yama's eyes twitched as he quickly covered his nose and retreated.

Within the smoke, the man in black ran for his life. His clothes were tattered and covered in dirt.

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