The ferocious face of the beast appeared in front of him. As long as the giant bear bit down, he would not be able to keep his life and would turn into a corpse in an instant. However, it was also at this moment that Yan Chutian, who met the giant bear's narrow eyes, finally understood the source of the inexplicable familiarity in his heart.
The giant bear's eyes were pitch black, with only a little purple light fixed rigidly in the middle, without any spirituality. Yan Chutian had seen too many such spiritual beasts before, and their strength was much stronger than the giant bear in front of him.
This was the Purple-Eyed Beast Stallion unique to the Divine Realm!
At the same time, Zhou Teng, who had jumped up the short slope, did not immediately escape. He turned around and looked at Yan Chutian, who was under the giant bear's mouth, with a sneer on his face. All of Yan Chutian's guesses were not wrong. The fall of the Yan Clan was caused by the Zhou Clan. In fact, his original suggestion was even more radical. With the help of his brother, he felt that he could completely erase the existence of the Yan Clan. Why bother to coax them bit by bit?
And why did Zhou Teng hate the Yan Clan so much? To be more precise, it should be his personal hatred towards Yan Chu. Before Zhou Teng became a cultivator, he had studied in the same private school as Yan Chu. However, the girl that he had bitterly pursued did not even look at him. Instead, she was extremely close to Yan Chu.
Hatred born from love, the reason was so simple. After the fall of the Yan Clan, it was also he who deliberately spared the lives of Yan Chu and Zhang Chen. He wanted to see Yan Chu live like a beggar. This would give him unprecedented pleasure.
However, he did not expect that the giant beast would suddenly appear and destroy his family. However, it seemed that the heavens were still on his side. Before he died, he could find a scapegoat, and this scapegoat was the one he wanted to torture the most, Yan Chu.
However, Zhou Teng did not know that this Yan Chu was no longer the Yan Chu of the past. He was Yan Chutian, one of the top ten geniuses of the Heaven Realm!
Zhou Teng could not believe what happened next. He did not know what Yan Chutian had done, but the giant beast's head, which was about to bite him, slowly lifted up. Then, under Zhou Teng's incredulous gaze, the giant beast's body stiffly stood up and stood at the side like a puppet.
The giant bear moved its body away, and Yan Chutian slowly climbed up from the ground. Then, a strange smile appeared on his face as he looked at the hill where Zhou Teng was. When Zhou Teng saw the smile on Yan Chutian's face, he felt his scalp go numb. Feeling that something was wrong, he subconsciously fled to the back.
However, it was too late to escape now!
Zhou Teng dragged his broken leg and fled a few feet away. A fishy wind was already close to his body from behind. Zhou Teng only felt a huge claw heavily smashing onto his back, and a tearing pain surged through his entire body. He could not help but cry out in pain as his body heavily smashed forward.
Zhou Teng, who was lying on the ground, turned his head with difficulty and saw a huge beast claw pressing down on his back. Who else could the owner of this beast claw be other than the giant bear spirit beast?
However, Zhou Teng really could not understand why the spirit beast suddenly did not attack Yan Chu, who was right in front of it. Instead, it bypassed him and directly attacked him.
"Pata …"
Following a series of light footsteps, Zhou Teng looked up and found that Yan Chu was actually standing in front of him, looking at him in a playful manner.
This made Zhou Teng even more incredulous. When the giant bear's claw was pressing down on his back, its head was hanging above his head, and he could even smell the stench.
But even so, why did the spirit beast not attack Yan Chu and allow him to swagger around?
Suddenly, Zhou Teng thought of a shocking idea. However, this idea was too terrifying, and he could not accept it. Thus, even though Yan Chutian was looking at him mockingly, he still gritted his teeth and did not say a word.
But soon, he could not hold it in any longer. When Yan Chutian said something strange, the bear claw pressing down on Zhou Teng actually lifted him up, bringing him to the same height as when he stood up.
At this moment, Zhou Teng's face was filled with extreme shock. He trembled as he spoke the terrifying thought in his heart.
"You … you can control this spirit beast?"
The giant bear did not attack him at all, and it even followed its intention to grab him. Other than this, Zhou Teng could not think of any other possibility. But how was this possible? This spirit beast's cultivation was so strong that it definitely surpassed the Channel Opening Realm. How could Yan Chu, who had no cultivation, control such a powerful spirit beast?!
"Hehe … looks like you're not stupid after all!"
In the face of Zhou Teng's shock, Yan Chutian laughed coldly in a low voice. This giant bear spirit beast was a Purple-Eyed Beast Stallion unique to the Deity Domain. When he was a Half King in the Deity Domain, he naturally had a way to control such a Beast Stallion.
This method of control might not work on a high level Beast Stallion, but it was obviously effective on a low level Purple-Eyed Beast Stallion that had appeared in the mortal realm, far away from the Deity Domain.
Yan Chutian's cold words made Zhou Teng despair. If the other party could control such a powerful spirit beast, he would definitely die today. He did not believe that the other party would be so kind as to let him go after he tried to kill him.
Thus, he was unyielding. He clenched his teeth and threatened, "Yan Chu, if you dare to kill me today, my big brother, Zhou Xing, will definitely not let you off! Just you wait, you and the Yan Clan are doomed to destruction! "
In the face of Zhou Teng's threat, Yan Chutian's expression did not change. As his lips moved, the giant bear suddenly tightened its grip on Zhou Teng's claw and directly took his life.
He had never been afraid of threats. When he was rising in the Heaven Domain, he had encountered countless dangers. It was only when he became a disciple of the Firmament God Palace and became the disciple of his master, Li Tianyun, that he finally had a backer. Along the way, when had the so-called threats ever defeated him? Didn't they all help him grow?
If this was the case in the vast Heaven Domain, it would be even more so in the mortal realm.
Looking at Zhou Teng, whose head drooped unwillingly, Yan Chutian slowly walked forward and untied the Qiankun Bag that was hanging from his waist. The Qiankun Bag contained the universe and had a huge space. However, the Qiankun Bag in his hand was really limited. It was only one cubic meter. Moreover, most of the Qiankun Bag was filled with gold and silver. These things were not attractive to Yan Chutian at all. He glanced over them all and looked at the bottom of the Qiankun Bag.
At the bottom of the Qiankun Bag, there was a palm-sized jade box lying quietly. However, even though it was separated by the jade box, Yan Chutian could feel the faint spiritual energy emitted from it. He could imagine that there should be a spiritual medicine inside.
Sure enough, when he took out the jade box from the Qiankun Bag and opened it, a rich spiritual energy rushed out. Inside the jade box was a crystal plant that was half a foot long. After seeing this plant, Yan Chutian's eyes couldn't help but brighten.
Any spiritual medicine in the world could be called a spiritual medicine. Even the Blood Overflowing Grass could be barely called a spiritual medicine. It was just that a spiritual medicine like the Blood Overflowing Grass might have miraculous effects on mortals, but it was barely satisfactory for practitioners.
Only spiritual medicine with extremely strong spiritual energy and spiritual marks could be called a treasure of heaven and earth. Treasures of heaven and earth also had different grades. In Yan Chutian's imagination, the treasures of heaven and earth in the mortal realm should be roughly divided into four grades: Mortal Spiritual and Demonic Saint. Each grade had nine marks. The more marks there were, the stronger the effect.
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