Zhou Yan expected them to make a move, but these people merely followed, not engaging, leaving Zhou Yan disappointed.
Then, Zhou Yan asked the generals, "Do you know who they are?"
They were surprised by the question but replied, "We do."
Zhou Yan waved his hand and declared, "Brothers, grab your weapons and charge!"
The generals responded with shock, "(꒪Д꒪)ノ"
"Kill!"
Wu Song, Yang Zai Xing, and Dian Wei were the quickest to react. Upon hearing the command, they immediately raised their weapons and charged at the ill-intentioned individuals.
The other, more astute generals, took a moment to process Zhou Yan's words.
However, their hesitation was brief, and they too charged towards the group.
The attackers were utterly bewildered. They hadn't even made their move, and their intended prey had already struck first.
Why did Zhou Yan wait for them to attack first?
Where were they?
This was the black market!
There were no rules in the black market; might made right, and open combat was commonplace.
Besides, who said they were the prey?
In Zhou Yan's eyes, they were the ones who were his prey.
A fierce battle erupted with Zhou Yan's declaration.
The strength of the attackers varied. The weaker ones were dispatched by the generals in a single blow.
The stronger ones could contend with multiple generals simultaneously, their cultivation realms reaching above seventy Chong Tian.
Fortunately, Zhou Yan's generals possessed high quality, strong equipment, and numerous skills. Although their cultivation realms were somewhat inferior, their numbers compensated for this disparity.
Several cultivators above the seventy Chong Tian realm found themselves surrounded by generals, unable to even escape. The generals' ceaseless barrage of skills left them with no breathing room.
Wounds appeared on their bodies, ranging from minor to severe, until they died in frustration, their possessions stripped clean.
The battle lasted for about half an hour before concluding.
Afterward, the group brazenly presented their spoils to Zhou Yan, then stood by his side as if to declare, "We are a united front, come at us if you dare."
Zhou Yan scanned the surroundings. The onlookers dared not meet his gaze, fearing they would become his next target.
Indeed, after this battle, no one dared to harbor any malicious intent towards Zhou Yan.
His group consisted of only a few dozen people, yet they were facing over a hundred opponents. It was blatant intimidation.
At the very least, those with insufficient strength dared not confront Zhou Yan and his hundred-plus men.
However, Zhou Yan had a nagging feeling that others were watching them from the shadows.
But Zhou Yan could not detect their presence. These individuals were clearly powerful and had either not attacked yet or had retreated.
Zhou Yan was unfazed. He had made ample preparations before coming here.
The black market was rife with treasures, and Zhou Yan bought and bought. Even those who had intended to swindle Zhou Yan immediately became as docile as kittens upon seeing the hundred fierce-looking individuals behind him, speaking to him courteously and fearing they might provoke him.
They dared not overcharge, which made Zhou Yan regret not displaying his strength earlier to instill fear in them.
Zhou Yan's group purchased a great deal, predominantly materials. Later, they acquired a spiritual energy weapon and many buildings, though these were ordinary structures, not special ones, and their quality was below S-rank.
As time passed, the black market finally drew to a close.
Checking the time, it was three in the morning. The market had lasted for a total of five hours.
The crowd began to disperse, heading for the exits.
Zhou Yan, following the flow of people, prepared to leave but then stopped.
The generals quickly formed a protective circle around Zhou Yan and his entourage.
Zhou Yan's powerful senses detected that he had been locked onto by multiple parties. Frowning, he drew two scrolls.
"Sneaking around, come out!"
Bai Qi exuded a chilling aura, projecting a terrifying killing intent forward, unleashing a shocking blood-red sword energy that slashed towards a specific area.
"Clang!"
The sword energy was blocked by a pair of fists released by the opponent. The immense energy tore apart the wooden house, reducing it to rubble.
"Such potent killing intent, not bad!"
A man emerged, standing at least two meters tall. He was powerfully built, but not in a muscular way. He wore gauntlets on his hands, his strength immense, radiating a formidable aura. This man was at least at the eighty Chong Tian realm.
The Fist Demon - Zheng Hu.
"Hahaha, brat, I've had my eye on you for a while. You've got a lot of wealth on you, leave it behind."
A string of laughter echoed from the sky, and then a phantom-like figure drifted from above, attempting to attack Zhou Yan. However, several generals jointly unleashed a martial skill, targeting the sky.
The figure rapidly retreated, evading the attack, and landed on a large rock behind them.
It was a woman, emanating a chilling coldness. She looked at Zhou Yan's group and sneered, "Brat, your subordinates are quite skilled, just a bit lacking in cultivation. Otherwise, this humble one might have been injured."
The Enchantress - Shi Shi.
"Enchantress, I didn't expect you to fail."
Another person emerged, wielding two long swords, radiating a powerful sword intent. Their eyes were filled with malice as they looked at Zhou Yan and grinned sinisterly, "Since you've come, there's no need to leave. I will use my twin swords to lop off all your heads."
The Twin Sword Fiend - Tang Jin Yuan.
Zhang Wuji circulated his cultivation technique, unleashing a surge of powerful energy that slammed down onto the ground.
"Boom!"
An explosion sounded, and a person flew up from the ground. Their face was adorned with strange markings, and they lay on the ground, saying, "Your senses are quite sharp."
The Earth Demon - He Yu Yi.
Zhao Yun leaped into the air, his long spear unleashing a dense barrage of spear shadows, each strike incredibly powerful and terrifying. This was a martial skill created by Zhao Yun himself, and its power was comparable to top-tier martial arts.
"Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!"
The dense spear shadows erupted into the void, creating a cacophony of terrifying sounds. Afterward, a figure appeared in the void and rapidly retreated backward.
"What powerful spear technique!" The opponent expressed surprise at Zhao Yun's spear mastery and then said to everyone, "This person is mine. I want to see how many of my attacks he can withstand!"
The Space Demon - Fang Fan.
"Amitabha! Benefactors, would you be willing to part with all your treasures?"
A bald man in a kasaya, while striking a wooden fish, charged towards Zhou Yan with great speed.
The Buddha Demon - Bu Jie.