1343: C1343 The Prisoner of the Wilderness

C1343 The Prisoner of the Wilderness

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere. Zhou Yan endured the pain and activated the Yuan Qi in his Dantian, seeping into his blood vessels through the wound.

In that instant, streams of blood flowed out from the wound on his wrist and dripped onto the blood essence before fusing into his body.

Whoosh!

In the next second, the blood essence suddenly emitted a brilliant light, like the most dazzling star in the night sky.

In an instant, a powerful force swept through Zhou Yan's entire body from the blood essence.

At this moment, Zhou Yan felt extremely comfortable as waves of heat flowed through his limbs and bones, healing the hidden injuries in his body.

"How strange! There seems to be an ancient aura in my body, as if it came from the distant Desolate Era," Zhou Yan exclaimed in shock.

"Who exactly does this drop of blood essence belong to?" Zhou Yan's thoughts churned.

After that, Zhou Yan sensed it for a while and confirmed that the blood essence had not gone out of control. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Zhou Yan's eyelids trembled. He felt an inexplicable calling, as if there was something that was luring him closer, causing him to involuntarily walk forward.

Zhou Yan stopped and looked carefully. In front of the Armored Corpse, there was an ancient stone platform floating quietly.

On the stone platform, there was a complicated and obscure pattern, which seemed to be some kind of symbol.

However, these text symbols had long since disappeared, leaving behind a rusty bronze plate that was covered in dust. It was obvious that it had experienced the baptism of time.

There were many ravines on the Bronze board that gave off an ancient aura.

Zhou Yan's heart trembled, and he did not dare to act rashly. He could not sense what kind of power was contained within the Bronze Board, and whether or not it would harm him.

After all, he had once heard his father mention that the ancestor of the Zhou family had obtained a drop of mysterious blood essence. In the end, he met with misfortune and almost died.

Zhou Yan did not dare to take the risk and carefully stared at the rusty Bronze Board.

The Bronze Board trembled slightly and suddenly shot out a faint green light.

This wisp of green light was extremely glaring, as if it had passed through the void and was shooting straight towards Zhou Yan's forehead.

"What is this?" Zhou Yan was startled.

Before he could even react, the green light had already entered his forehead. In an instant, the entire scene appeared in his mind.

Zhou Yan was surprised to find that the scene was actually a map of an ancient tomb.

"This is... the place where my ancestor was buried!?" Zhou Yan's gaze froze.

He was extremely shocked. The place where his ancestor was buried was remote and could not be verified.

However, Zhou Yan could tell from the map that the location of the ancestor's burial ground was extremely far away from this place. Even if he were to ride on the Iron-armored Corpse, it would take at least seven or eight days.

"No wonder the Armored Corpse is unable to leave this place. It turns out that I need to borrow the power of the Armored Corpse to open the path to the ancestral burial ground."

Zhou Yan finally understood. At the same time, he was also puzzled: "Since that's the case, why is the corpse poison of the Armored Corpse useless against me?"

Suddenly, a strange sound rang in Zhou Yan's ears. He turned his head and saw that the eyes of the Armored Corpse were slowly opening.

Its two pitch-black eyes flickered with a cold light of slaughter, carrying a bloodthirsty aura.

Such a gaze caused Zhou Yan's heart to turn cold as he could not help but become vigilant.

The Iron-Armored Corpse took a step forward as its gigantic body emitted a berserk aura and rushed towards Zhou Yan.

"Humph! Die!"

Zhou Yan's face darkened. Gritting his teeth, he brandished his dagger and slashed towards the Iron-Armored Corpse.

The moment the dagger landed on the iron wall, countless sparks flew into the air.

The corpse didn't move at all. Its legs were full of muscles. It jumped up and grabbed the dagger with its big hand. It tried to break it.

"How could this be?" Zhou Yan's eyes widened in shock as he felt a burst of pain. He almost lost his grip on the dagger.

Suddenly, a coin shot towards the Iron-Armored Corpse's forehead and knocked it unconscious.

Immediately following that, a tall and skinny figure leapt out from the side and picked up the unconscious corpse and ran.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment. By the time he reacted, the corpse had already disappeared.

Zhou Yan hurriedly caught up to him and saw that the tall and thin man was agile. In the blink of an eye, he had already escaped several kilometers away, jumped onto the hill, and disappeared.

"Eh?"

Zhou Yan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

However, Zhou Yan did not hesitate. With a leap, he stepped on the treetops and chased after the tall and thin man.

......

On a flat grassland, the tall and thin man carried a heavy burden and ran with all his might.

In front of him, Zhou Yan was riding on a horse as he chased after him.

"Who are you? Why are you following me?" Zhou Yan shouted.

He clearly remembered that this tall and thin man had just saved him once and helped him get rid of the armored corpse.

"Don't shout. I don't know you."

The tall skinny man curled his lips and revealed a disdainful expression as he continued to run, "My name is Qin Haoran and I'm here to escort my senior martial sister back to the Clan."

Hearing that, Zhou Yan's expression froze. He thought that the tall and thin man was from the Zhou family, but he did not expect him to be a disciple of the Qin family.

At this time, Zhou Yan also understood why the armored corpse suddenly woke up.

It turned out that this armored corpse had been sealed by an array that required the strength of an outsider to remove it.

Previously, Zhou Yan had triggered a mechanism, causing the array to break, and only then did the armored corpse wake up.

"Qin Family?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Zhou Yan muttered to himself. He felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had heard his grandfather, Zhou Hongru, talk about it before. It seemed to be one of the three great families of Wu Ling City.

"Zhou Yan, let me tell you, although our Qin Family has declined, you must not anger me. Otherwise, it will be too late for regret..."

Qin Haoran snorted coldly. Although he looked thin and short, he was actually very stubborn and would rather die than submit.

If he had any other choice, Qin Haoran would definitely not lower his head and beg Zhou Yan to hand over the map.

After all, this map concerned the life and death of the Qin Family. If it was leaked out, the Qin Family would definitely be in danger and might even be exterminated.0

"I don't have any ill intentions. I just want to discuss something with you," Zhou Yan shook his head and explained with a smile.

"Discuss?"

Hearing this, Qin Haoran was startled for a moment. Then, he laughed disdainfully and said sarcastically: "Zhou Yan, you don't think that just because you are a disciple of the Zhou Family, you can order me around, right?"

"You misunderstand!" Zhou Yan sighed and patiently explained: "In fact, I want you to give me this map."

"Why!?" Qin Haoran flew into a rage and questioned in a stern voice, "Your Zhou Family has long since been reduced to ruins, yet you still have the face to mention this matter?"

"Hehe, the Zhou family is indeed destroyed, but I found the ruins of my ancestor. As long as you agree to give me the map, I can let you join the Zhou family and receive a large reward." Zhou Yan persuaded Qin Haoran patiently.

These words were indeed true. Zhou Yan possessed the [Soul Devouring Pearl] and had devoured many ghosts and spirits.

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