987: C987 The Land of the Gods

C987 The Land of the Gods

As the mysterious symbol was added to his body, his body, which had been nearly torn apart by the chains, began to recover, and his muscles bulged with a powerful vitality.

Zhou Yan's face quickly turned red, and his body emitted a powerful aura.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

The sudden situation caused Wang Sheng to be stunned. He opened his eyes wide, and revealed an expression of disbelief, "Little bastard, you actually have a hidden trump card?"

"Bang, bang, bang ~ ~ ~"

Zhou Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils flashed with a terrifying scarlet red light.

At the same time, Zhou Yan suddenly swung his right leg out and ruthlessly kicked towards Zhou Wang.

This right leg seemed to contain a tremendous amount of strength, and it carried with it a terrifying tearing sound as it swept over. It was sharp and overbearing, causing one's heart to palpitate.

"Damn it!"

Wang Sheng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly let go of the chain. He retreated and dodged Zhou Yan's attack.

Boom!

Zhou Yan's kick missed, and fiercely kicked the wooden wall. In an instant, a boundless force surged out, and the thick wall immediately caved in, and spider-web-like cracks began to spread along the wall.

Zhou Yan did not stop even after the first attack missed. He clenched his right fist tightly, and his body flashed, unleashing another killing blow.

"Bam!"

With a dull sound, Wang Sheng retreated a few steps again. His face was flushed red, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Just now, if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have probably been injured by Zhou Yan's punch.

"Good boy, you do have some skill." Wang Sheng gritted his teeth.

"Hmph, it is just a small trick." Zhou Yan looked down on him, "If you only have this little strength, then you disappoint me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yan took a step forward and clenched his left fist. A powerful true essence was poured into his fist as he punched towards Wang Sheng.

The air exploded, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

Wang Sheng's expression was serious. His figure flashed as he quickly dodged.

Zhou Yan's punch missed, but another punch was thrown towards Wang Sheng.

This punch was as fast as lightning, and Wang Sheng didn't even have the time to dodge it as he took the punch head-on.

"Crack ~ ~ ~"

Wang Sheng instantly screamed as his body was sent flying and he heavily fell to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face was pale white.

"Damn it!"

Damn it! Wang Sheng's face revealed an expression of anger. He didn't expect that this little beast would still have strength left!

"Whoosh!"

Zhou Yan did not give Wang Sheng any chance to react. His figure flashed, and he rushed out like a cheetah, raising his leg and kicking Wang Sheng on the chest.

"Bam ~ ~"

There was a muffled sound.

Wang Sheng's chest collapsed, and his body went limp like mud.

Wang Sheng laid on the ground, coughing violently. His face was dark as he stared at Zhou Yan, who was half-squatting in front of him.

His eyes were full of unwillingness, but more of it was shock and doubt, "How could this be?"

It's over. Zhou Yan looked at Wang Sheng with patience. Your entire Wang Family will disappear from this ancient world with your death.

"I know, you must be very unconvinced right now and hate me." Zhou Yan grinned, revealing his pure white teeth, "However, after you die, you don't have to be unwilling anymore."

"What...What do you mean?" Wang Sheng's expression changed drastically.

"Because very soon, your soul will disappear forever, and you will not be able to reincarnate."

Zhou Yan reached out his hand to touch Wang Sheng's head, and the corner of his mouth curled up coldly: "Don't worry, you don't have to worry. After you die, I will take good care of your family members ..."

"Ah - "

A shrill scream came from the depths of Wang Sheng's throat. He struggled with all his might, scratching with his hands, trying to block Zhou Yan's hand, but it was useless.

"No -"

Amidst the mournful wails, Wang Sheng slowly closed his eyes. His face was filled with pain and regret.

...

"Darling, Ji Mingyue just sent a message saying that there might be fragments of Ye Xun's memories outside of the Battle of the Gods," Diaochan said to Zhou Yan, who was recuperating.

"Oh?" Zhou Yan opened his eyes and a glint appeared in them.

The outskirts of the War of the Gods

This was a desolate plain where not a single blade of grass grew. It was dark in all directions, and there was a strange and oppressive atmosphere.

At this place where the ancient demonic seeds ran amok, the Vicious Beasts roamed unhindered. If one was not careful enough, they would encounter danger and have a slim chance of survival.

"*Swoosh!*"

Suddenly, the sound of a gust of wind could be heard as a dark cloud swept towards the Zhou Yan duo. It blocked the sunlight and was sinister and strange, as if it wanted to devour the entire sky.

In the next moment, more than a dozen black shadows descended upon the heads of Zhou Yan and the others.

Their entire bodies were covered in black scales, and there were bone spikes on their spines. They looked like bats, and their bodies were completely black and shining. Their eyes were scarlet and bloodthirsty, releasing an evil and sinister killing intent that caused one's heart to tremble.

"Tsk tsk, another meal delivered to our doorstep!"

More than ten strange birds let out sharp cries towards the sky. They flapped their wings and opened their sharp claws, piercing through the air like steel blades, and attacked the Zhou Yan duo.

Diaochan's pretty face turned cold. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, and a wave of light purple Genuine Qi flowed out, gathering into vines that wrapped around her arms.

The vines were flexible and firm, like an iron hoop, instantly imprisoning those strange birds.

"Bam!"

With a clear sound, a strange bird exploded on the spot, turning into pieces.

At the same time, Diaochan's body moved, shuttling through the flock of strange birds. With every punch she threw, one of the strange birds would die.

In just a few seconds, more than ten of the strange birds were completely annihilated, and they died miserably.1

"Huff ~"

Zhou Yan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and his eyes narrowed.

"What the hell are these strange birds?" Zhou Yan asked with a frown.

"I don't know either." Diaochan shook her head, "I once heard grandpa mention that in the Desolate Antiquity Era, there were some God Race and Mutated Tribe that joined forces to form a huge force - the Devil Prison. These strange birds should belong to that force, and might have something to do with that Devil Prison. "

"Demon Prison?" Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows, "You mean to say that these strange birds are Demonic Beasts of the Devil Prison?"

"Probably." Diaochan's beautiful eyes flashed.

The Devil Prison was an extremely large existence in the Ancient Desolate Era. It was said that there were hundreds of God Level Demonic Beasts in the Devil Prison.

Even though the Ancient Desolace Era had ended a long time ago, there were still traces of the Devil Prison.

"Come, let's go look for it."

Zhou Yan stood up and looked into the distance.

"Okay." Diaochan nodded. She then held Zhou Yan's arm and walked into the distance.

It was a vast desert, with yellow sand rolling.

On this vast land, there was endless sand and rocks.

"Sand! Sand! Sand!"

Suddenly, a slight sound rang out in the desert.

"Who is it?" Zhou Yan and Diaochan became vigilant and looked towards the source of the sound.

They saw a figure covered in a gray cloak walking out from a pile of sand dunes.

The figure had his head lowered, covering his appearance so that they couldn't see his actual appearance.

"The sandstorm is coming!"

The cloaked man's voice was low and hoarse, with a trace of panic in his voice. He turned around and fled.

Zhou Yan was slightly startled. This person's voice seemed to be very familiar...

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