In just a moment, all these blade cultivators lay groaning on the ground.
Zhou Yan slowly walked towards them, a cold smile playing on his lips, and asked, "How is it, are you convinced?"
Upon hearing this, the remaining blade cultivators, their faces flushed with shame, lowered their heads.
"Hmph, trash!"
Zhou Yan snorted and grabbed the Azure Dragon Divine Stone. This Azure Dragon Divine Stone was as large as a baby's head, crystal clear, and flickered with a mysterious glow.
"Hmm, this Azure Dragon Divine Stone feels a bit strange. I sense it doesn't belong here." Suddenly, Zhou Yan's eyebrows twitched. He felt that this Azure Dragon Divine Stone was not quite right, as if it wasn't left by the tomb's owner but was stolen.
"Kid, I advise you to leave here quickly, or you'll regret it later!"
Just then, the middle-aged blade cultivator shouted angrily.
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yan couldn't help but laugh. "I'm very curious to know who dares to act wild in my territory?"
"Hmph, don't be arrogant. If you don't get out of here, I guarantee you'll suffer." The middle-aged blade cultivator's eyes glinted with ferocity. "I am a disciple of the Azure Dragon Divine Palace. If you dare to lay a hand on me, you will offend the Azure Dragon Divine Palace. If you anger the Azure Dragon Divine Palace, our elders will never let you off. I advise you to think twice."
Zhou Yan said indifferently, "Heh heh, now that you mention it, I've become somewhat interested in the Azure Dragon Divine Palace."
At this moment, Zhou Yan reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's collar, then dragged him towards the Azure Dragon Divine Stone, coldly stating, "Since that's the case, I want to see who this elder of the Azure Dragon Divine Palace is, that makes me, Zhou Yan, fearful!"
As his words fell, Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and a powerful aura surged upwards.
This was Zhou Yan's martial will, a mighty will descending and enveloping the entire Azure Dragon Valley.
These blade cultivators were all terrified. What kind of will was this? How could it be so domineering? If this were the Martial Master realm, they would have long been blown to smithereens by the Azure Dragon Divine Palace's protective formation.
"Bang!"
Zhou Yan's arm shook, and he flung the middle-aged blade cultivator away. At the same time, he leaped up and onto the altar. The altar was carved with intricate patterns, and around it, eight Flood Dragons writhed.
Zhou Yan observed closely. The bodies of these Flood Dragons were carved with profound patterns, clearly indicating a formation. Moreover, this formation pulsed with immense power, seemingly a protective array for the Azure Dragon Divine Palace.
"Are these Flood Dragons used to suppress the divine stone?" Zhou Yan frowned and murmured.
"Huh?"
Zhou Yan stared at the Flood Dragons, and suddenly, his expression changed drastically, his pupils contracting. He noticed a wisp of black mist coiled around the necks of the eight Flood Dragons.
This black mist emitted extremely strange fluctuations, and faintly, Zhou Yan seemed to sense a trace of malevolent energy within it, an aura that made him tremble.
"This..." Zhou Yan's heart pounded.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what's around these Flood Dragons' necks?" Bai Yiyi walked over, asking curiously.
She was also a peak ninth-level Martial Disciple and could see this scene clearly, her heart filled with worry.
"Look quickly, there's something on the necks of these Flood Dragons!"
Just then, a blade cultivator pointed at the Flood Dragons' necks and shouted.
Everyone hurried to look and saw a layer of film wrapped around the necks of these Flood Dragons.
"What has enveloped these Flood Dragons? What the hell is this thing!" a blade cultivator exclaimed, recognizing it as the hide of some monstrous beast.
"Hiss~~~"
A moment of silence fell upon the scene, everyone's eyes wide with horror. These Flood Dragons were beings of the Martial Master level, yet their hides had been stripped and made into these armor plates?
How powerful were these monstrous beasts?
Were they at the Martial King level?
At this point, the blade cultivators were dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief.
"Could it be..."
Suddenly, a blade cultivator in the crowd stammered, "Were these Flood Dragons slain by demons and their hides made into armor?"
"That's right, I recall ancient texts mentioning that the ancestors of the Azure Dragon Divine Palace were slain by demons, their bodies flayed and refined into the Azure Dragon Divine Stone," another said seriously.
Following this, the blade cultivators fell silent. They had never expected such a terrifying history to be hidden here, and their hearts were filled with apprehension.
"All of you, step back. Otherwise, if I'm displeased, I'll exterminate you all."
Zhou Yan said indifferently, "This is the ruins of the Azure Dragon Divine Palace. These Flood Dragons were slain by demons, and their bodies were collected by demons to be refined into armor to deal with me!"
"This Azure Dragon Divine Palace truly has ties to the demons. No wonder, no wonder they were so cruel!" In an instant, the blade cultivators' gaze towards the Flood Dragon corpses changed drastically.
"Roar!"
"Awooo——"
Just then, roars and cries echoed from the distance.
Immediately after, in Zhou Yan's line of sight, dense figures appeared within the Azure Dragon Valley. These figures were numerous, and each corpse was clad in a set of black Flood Dragon hide armor. Their deaths were tragic, their bodies withered, but their eyes were fixed on Zhou Yan.
"Swish swish swish!"
In the blink of an eye, four to five hundred figures surged into the area. These individuals were all clad in black, ink-like scaled battle armor, wielding battle blades and exuding a palpable aura of malice.
These were the forces of the Azure Dragon Divine Palace!
"Kill!"
Zhou Yan looked at these people and said faintly.
Before his words had even finished, Zhou Yan stomped on the void and flew out, his speed astonishing. In an instant, he raised his right leg and delivered a fierce kick to the chest of a blade cultivator.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the blade cultivator's body was kicked flying, crashing heavily to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.
The power contained in Zhou Yan's strike was far beyond a thousand jin of force. Even a Martial Master of the Divine King realm could not withstand such a terrifying attack.
This blade cultivator's dantian was instantly crippled.