"Hmm!" Hearing the young woman's suggestion, the old man nodded in agreement and then pursued Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan had already flown far away, but he could still feel a powerful aura tracking him.
A wave of annoyance washed over Zhou Yan. Even with his speed pushed to the limit, he couldn't shake off this presence. Was this old man a cultivator of the Divine King realm?
"No, a Divine King realm cultivator wouldn't use such powerful spells, nor would they fly in mid-air like you. This old man should be a master of the Refining Spirit realm. However, although his strength is immense, it won't be easy for him to capture me," Zhou Yan murmured to himself.
Zhou Yan didn't choose to flee; he continued to fly forward.
Although Chen Desheng couldn't catch up to Zhou Yan, he kept flying near him, occasionally launching sneak attacks.
Zhou Yan paid no mind to Chen Desheng, letting him cause trouble.
Thus, a day and a night passed quickly.
Just as Zhou Yan was about to reach his destination, a powerful sword qi suddenly slashed towards him. Zhou Yan had already sensed it, so he immediately stopped flying.
Then, Zhou Yan raised his right hand and grabbed the void in front of him.
"Whoosh!"
He caught the sword qi, then Zhou Yan flicked his wrist.
The sword qi directly attacked Chen Desheng.
Chen Desheng, who hadn't expected his sword qi to be caught by Zhou Yan, quickly brandished his sword to block the attack.
However, the moment he blocked the attack, Zhou Yan grabbed again, and this time, he was pulled back by Zhou Yan.
Seeing this, Chen Desheng tried to struggle, but he was completely unable to resist at this moment and was thus captured by Zhou Yan.
Without further ado, Zhou Yan grabbed Chen Desheng and threw him into the cave.
As soon as Chen Desheng entered the cave, a loud explosion erupted from within, and Chen Desheng was directly buried by the mountain.
With Chen Desheng trapped, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he disliked killing. If Chen Desheng hadn't been a disciple of the Heavenly Star Palace, Zhou Yan wouldn't have bothered with him.
Afterward, Zhou Yan continued to fly forward. However, just as he had flown halfway, he suddenly saw a group of young men and women dressed in purple robes ahead.
Seeing them, Zhou Yan's brows furrowed slightly.
These individuals all possessed the cultivation of the Divine King realm, and judging by their attire and aura, they were certainly not ordinary disciples.
Seeing Zhou Yan flying from afar, they all stared at him with vigilant eyes.
One of them spoke first, shouting, "Who are you, and why are you here?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yan didn't answer his question; instead, he directly put him into his storage ring.
Seeing Zhou Yan's rudeness, everyone became furious. Two of them immediately drew their weapons, preparing to deal with Zhou Yan.
However, just as they were about to make a move, Zhou Yan unleashed another palm strike, sending them both flying backward.
The others, witnessing Zhou Yan's actions, were shocked and a sense of fear began to spread within them.
They knew Zhou Yan was a powerful cultivator, but they hadn't expected his combat prowess to be so terrifying. With just one palm strike, they had coughed up blood and were injured.
Zhou Yan ignored them and continued to fly forward.
However, after flying about a hundred meters, he felt a strong sense of danger approaching.
"Shu!"
Then, Zhou Yan saw a long spear thrusting towards him.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
Zhou Yan crossed his arms, blocking the incoming spear. Then, he kicked out, sending the spear flying. His foot landed directly on the person's chest, forcing him to kneel on the ground.
The person under Zhou Yan's foot was filled with horror and deep fear. Moments ago, he had felt as if Zhou Yan's kick had killed him.
Zhou Yan paid no mind to his reaction. He lifted his left foot and stomped down heavily on the person's chest, crushing him into a pulp.
The person was crushed to pieces, leaving no trace of his remains.
Watching this person being killed, the faces of the remaining individuals turned pale.
Zhou Yan ignored them and continued forward, flying into the mysterious cave.
"Rumble!"
As Zhou Yan stomped down, the mountain began to collapse, and numerous rocks fell into the deep pit below, creating huge splashes of water.
Seeing this, a chill ran down the spines of these cultivators, and they felt uneasy.
Just as these cultivators were consumed by fear, another rumbling sound echoed. This time, a large mountain collapsed.
Seeing this, their faces became grim.
Zhou Yan's strength was simply too great; they were no match for him. They had to escape quickly if they wanted to survive this ordeal!
"Rumble!"
"Bang, bang, bang!"
With each booming sound, more and more grand cave dwellings collapsed. Zhou Yan stood before the cave dwellings, his gaze cold as he watched ahead.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
A gust of wind blew, and Zhou Yan's figure vanished.
Zhou Yan left the area, while this group of people were unable to leave. In the end, they could only remain in place, waiting for Zhou Yan's return.
Time flowed like water. In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.
During these three months, Zhou Yan had not left. He had been in seclusion, and at the same time, he was searching for a way to break the Nine Dragon Seal.
Zhou Yan had found a method to break the Nine Dragon Seal: by using flames to burn this jade pendant. Only fire could completely incinerate the Nine Dragon Seal.
However, the Nine Dragon Seal was personally carved by a Divine Venerable, and its power was surely extraordinary. How easy could it be to burn it to ashes?
Yet, this was not an insurmountable problem. It was enough to burn the Nine Dragon Seal with flames once. Furthermore, flames could also be used to enhance the defensive energy of this jade pendant, making it incredibly hard, so much so that even some Sacred Artifacts couldn't damage it.
These past few months, this group of people had been trapped in this place, with no thought of leaving.
Moreover, Zhou Yan noticed that their strength was weakening, with some not even reaching the Divine King stage. This made him curious, where had they come from?