The moon in the sky was bright and clear, shining down like water splashing down. The Moon Heart Jade in Zhang Yan's chest trembled slightly, and he felt that the circulation of his Qi was almost twice as fast as usual. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Heaven is helping me!"
"When the sky emits murderous intent, the stars change their positions. When the earth emits murderous intent, the dragons and snakes rise from the land. When a man emits murderous intent, the heavens and earth change!" He stood by the railing and caressed the Ruyi Divine Shuttle in his hand. With a flick of his finger, a "dang" sound rang out. His eyes shot out a cold light, and he said, "Today, you shall drink blood to your heart's content."
The three sea-walkers who were guarding the staircase stared at him intently, but they didn't hear what he said. At that moment, Zhang Yan waved his sleeve toward them, and a beam of green light shot toward them. It circled in the air, and before the three of them could react, their heads fell to the ground. The green light circled in the air again, and shattered the three's Origin Spirits before flying toward another staircase. When it returned to Zhang Yan's hand, there was no sound of breathing on the other side.
Zhang Yan shook the hem of his robe sleeves and leisurely walked towards the room on the side.
These were the residences of the alchemists, but these eleven people were originally Dou Ming's trusted aides.
After opening their meridians, the alchemists needed to practice the "Three Orifices Technique" for decades, so they didn't have any Qi of Heaven and Earth. At this moment, they were all asleep, so it was best to deal with them. Zhang Yan broke the door, killed one with a finger, and scattered their Origin Spirits.
When he came to the last room, just as he opened the door, he saw a person suddenly jump up from the bed, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards him without a sound. Zhang Yan snorted coldly, and a white breath came out from his nose, hitting the person's cheek. The person screamed as if he was hit by a hammer, and flew out, falling on the bed behind him with a bang.
Zhang Yan took two steps forward and looked down at Dou Ming. Even without the aid of a candle, he could tell that this person was Dou Ming. At this moment, Dou Ming was covering his bleeding eyes, shrinking back as he shouted, "Zhang Yan, on this trip to the Water Nation, you still need us to concoct pills for you. I, I'm still useful to you …"
Zhang Yan sighed and said, "The harm is greater than the benefit." He stepped forward and struck Dou Ming dead with his palm. Then he opened his mouth and blew, scattering Dou Ming's spirit.
Walking out of the room, he slowly walked towards the fifth floor.
There seemed to be more than twenty people, and it seemed that someone had already noticed the commotion upstairs. A group of Hynix soldiers hurried up the stairs, but they felt that the road ahead was blocked. They raised their heads abruptly and saw a figure standing right in front of them. They exclaimed, "You …"
"Ha!" Zhang Yan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. With a "Puchi" sound, he opened a round hole in the man's forehead. Then, he kicked him in the chest, and his corpse rolled down the floor.
There was a commotion below.
"Who is it?"
"Boss Ding has been killed!"
"Zhao Er, quick, pull the alarm bell!"
"What's that? Oh no! "
There were a total of twenty-three river-flipping warriors on the fifth floor. Their strength was a notch lower than the Hynix soldiers. They didn't know about the plan to get rid of Zhang Yan beforehand. At this moment, they saw a green light streak past, and a few of the alarm ropes were all cut. Since the leader had already been killed by Zhang Yan, they instantly fell into chaos.
Seeing Zhang Yan slowly walk down, they were all stunned. Blank expressions appeared on their faces, and they didn't understand what had happened. They thought that this cultivator was dissatisfied with Ding Wu, so he killed him casually.
Zhang Yan ignored them. With a wave of his hand, the Ruyi Divine Shuttle circled around the area. By the time he reached the sixth floor, the fifth floor was littered with heads rolling down. Even their spirit had been wiped out.
On the sixth floor, a cultivator who was originally sitting upright on a praying mat suddenly opened his eyes. His body swayed, and he appeared in front of Zhang Yan, blocking his way.
This cultivator was a level-two Clear Qi cultivator, but he wasn't in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he said, "Zhang Yan? I've heard Feng Langjun mention you repeatedly. Today, I'd like to see how capable you are. "
Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows, and said, "Feng Ji? Where is he? "
"Junior-apprentice Brother Feng is downstairs, but do you think you can make it down alive?" The cultivator sneered, "I've been cultivating for twenty-three years, and I've practiced the Water Wood Mysterious Art. I have a total of twenty-four mouthfuls of pure Qi in my chest, far more than a normal person's sixteen. You're definitely not my match, so I advise you to surrender!"
With two swishing sounds, two figures flashed, and two level-one Clear Qi cultivators appeared behind him, one on the left and one on the right. The cultivator couldn't help but calm down. In fact, he was also nervous just now. Zhang Yan had killed so many Hynix soldiers on the fifth floor in such a short period of time. How could his strength be ordinary? Therefore, he first used words to intimidate his opponent, so that his companions would be prepared. He didn't think that his opponent would really fall for it.
It should be known that the more Qi activity one had, the more techniques one could use. On paper, a cultivator's strength was also stronger. In reality, how could he have twenty-four mouthfuls of pure Qi in his chest? It was only sixteen mouthfuls!
Zhang Yan said indifferently, "It's good that everyone is here."
"Kill!"
The two level-one Clear Qi cultivators didn't have the qualifications to learn techniques, so they only relied on the flying swords in their hands. At this moment, they shouted together, and the flying swords in their hands slashed towards Zhang Yan!
The level-two Clear Qi cultivator took a step back, and sixteen mouthfuls of pure Qi sprayed out from his mouth and nose. They circled in the air, flashing with yellow light. Unexpectedly, they were about to form a technique. But suddenly, a green light flashed in front of them, and with two "Cha Cha" sounds, two heads fell to the ground. The two flying swords that flew in front of Zhang Yan suddenly lost their spiritual vigor, and he raised his hand to pull them out.
Seeing that the sixteen mouthfuls of pure Qi were about to form a technique, Zhang Yan's mouth curved into a sneer. He threw out the Announcing Fate Brush in his hand. The brush turned in the air, and suddenly, all the spiritual Qi was swept away. The cultivator's whole body shook, and before he could react, the Announcing Fate Brush pecked at his forehead. The essence and blood of the original spirit were wiped out, and only an empty shell was left lying on the ground.
Zhang Yan suddenly felt something, and his gaze turned to the corner of the corridor. There was a cultivator who had just come up from the seventh floor. At this moment, he saw Zhang Yan kill three Clear Qi cultivators like chickens. He was so scared that his soul almost left his body. How would he dare to fight? He turned around and fled down the stairs.
Zhang Yan walked over unhurriedly, and went down to the last floor.
Looking around, he found that Feng Ji was surrounded by five level-one Clear Qi cultivators. He held a jade pot in his hand, and when he saw Zhang Yan come down, he drank the wine in the pot in one gulp, and then threw it away. Then he put his hands behind his back, shook his head, and sighed, "Zhang Yan, you are too impatient. One more day, Just Now is the time for you to return."
He turned around, waved his hand in high spirits, and said, "Kill them."
Just as everyone's flying swords rose into the air, they didn't know that the sky above them darkened. When they looked up, there was a rumble, and a large inkstone came crashing down. The entire seventh floor of the tower shook, and when they looked again, the five people, including Feng Ji, and their flying swords and artifacts were all crushed into powder.
Stretching out his hand, Zhang Yan took back the Soul Calming Inkstone and swept his gaze around him. Then, he walked towards the upper level with an expressionless face. As he walked, waves of mist gradually spread out from beneath his feet, and everywhere he passed became a place filled with mist.
At this moment, on the seventh floor of the tower, Wu Zhen looked uneasy, and sighed, "Junior Su, this time I have been dragged down by you. Originally, it was just that you would bring me to introduce Senior Su, and I would teach him a lesson. How did it turn into killing this person?"
In front of him, a cultivator in his thirties smiled, and said, "Senior Brother, do you really think that I, Su Yiang, would make a big fuss over a spirit pet? I have no interest in Zhang Yan, I just need his identity as a direct disciple. For my eldest brother's big matter, even if it was someone else who came, I would still kill them. "
Wu Zhen had a difficult expression, and said, "Junior Brother, you are playing with fire. What kind of status do direct disciples have? If this news is leaked, not to mention me, even your Su Clan probably won't be able to withstand the power of lightning, right? "
Su Yiang smiled meaningfully, and said, "How could this matter be leaked? At that time, we will all be 'dead'. "
"You!" Wu Zhen stood up in shock, but when he saw Su Yiang's expression, he thought about it and immediately understood the meaning behind the other's words. He sat down dejectedly, and shook his head with a bitter smile, and said, "In this case, I won't be able to return to the Yue Cang Sect."
Su Yiang laughed out loud, and said, "So what? Senior Brother Wu only comes from the 'Frost Chart', and your clan has long fallen. It doesn't matter if you don't go back. My Su Clan has the intention to include all the geniuses in the world, and we don't care about one's background like the other clans. As long as you have talent, you can enter my Su Clan. Senior Brother Wu has cultivated for 35 years, and now you are already a level three Clear Qi Realm cultivator. You are more than two levels higher than me, and I don't want to miss out on such a talent. "
Hearing Su Yiang's words, Wu Zhen hesitated for a moment, and suddenly felt Su Yiang's gaze fall on his face. He was startled, and thought to himself, "Su Yiang also brought a few Clear Qi Realm cultivators with him. Although their cultivation levels are not as high as mine, with his great family background, he definitely has magical treasures with him. If I don't comply today, I will really lose my life."
Thinking of this, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore. He got off the chair, and bowed, and said, "I, Wu Zhen, am willing to listen to Erlang's instructions from now on." Without saying anything else, he raised his hand and swore an oath.
Su Yiang's face lit up, and he thought that this person really knew how to do things. He quickly helped him up, and in order to win Wu Zhen's heart, he smiled mysteriously, and said, "Since Senior Brother Wu is already one of us, there is no harm in me telling you. Do you know why my eldest brother wants to take over Shen Jin Stream?"
Wu Zhen said, "I hope Erlang can dispel my doubts."
Su Yiang smiled mysteriously, and said in a low voice, "Many years ago, my Su Clan's ancestor found out from a secret place that in Shen Jin Stream, under the Palace of Nine Winding Streams, there is an Azure Dragon that has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and there is also a True Dragon Residence. Old Carp Qu Bo has occupied this place for hundreds of years in order to find the entrance, but he didn't know the method, so he never succeeded. If my Su Clan occupies this place, those who are fated can immediately refine this Azure Dragon's remains into an Outer-body Incarnation, and this residence can also become the foundation of my Su Clan!"
Wu Zhen was shocked by this news, and immediately understood the meaning behind the other's words. He looked at him in shock, and said hoarsely, "Su Clan … has the heart to stand on its own?"
Su Yiang stood up, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and said boldly, "My Su Clan's spirit is to aspire to the nine continents of the world. How can a mere sect of a continent contain us?"
Wu Zhen took a deep breath, and suppressed the churning emotions in his chest. Although Su Yiang's words were a bit too arrogant, the Su Clan was able to develop into one of the major clans in a thousand years, so it did have some qualifications to be arrogant. He immediately stood up, and cupped his hands, and said, "Since Erlang has the ambition to reach the clouds, I, Wu Zhen, am willing to follow your lead."
But at this time, a clear voice came from the door, "Little rascal, you dare to talk nonsense about seizing the heavens?"
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