This feeling was like a mortal being strangled by a venomous snake, completely unable to move.
However, this situation did not last long and quickly vanished.
"So powerful, even the Soul Devouring Pill couldn't suppress the spiritual energy within me!"
Zhou Yan's eyes sparkled with astonishment.
He had never encountered such a wondrous pill before.
"It seems the ancestors of the Barbarian Bull Tribe must have had an alchemy master, otherwise, such a heaven-defying item wouldn't exist," Zhou Yan mused.
Then, he raised his head and looked at the Barbarian Bull King, saying, "Now, can you leave?"
"Hmph, do you think I'm an idiot?" The Barbarian Bull King shook his head, looking untrusting, and coldly snorted, "Now that your spiritual energy is sealed and your combat power is greatly diminished, if I leave, who knows if you'll slaughter me."
"Then what do you want?" Zhou Yan retorted.
"It's simple, you sign a master-servant contract with me and become my slave. Then, I might consider letting you go," the Barbarian Bull King said matter-of-factly.
"Dream on!" Zhou Yan's eyes turned ice-cold, and he spoke word by word.
"You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
The Barbarian Bull King was enraged, roaring ferociously, "Fine then, we'll see."
With that, the Barbarian Bull King flew away.
"Idiot," Zhou Yan sneered coldly, not blocking him.
Although his cultivation was sealed, he still possessed the combat power of a sixth-tier Grandmaster, so he didn't need the Barbarian Bull King to lead the way.
"Little fellow, don't be impulsive. I advise you to leave quickly," the system's voice rang out.
"Huh?" Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, somewhat surprised.
The system, actually caring about him?
"Don't overthink it. I'm just worried you'll be tricked by the Barbarian Bull King," the system explained.
"Heh heh." Zhou Yan sneered dismissively, "What do you trash know about loyalty?"
The system was silent for a moment before saying, "Your actions have already violated the law."
"The law?" Zhou Yan scoffed contemptuously, "You're right, there is a law to govern me, but so what?"
Zhou Yan's eyes were sharp as he scanned the many guards around him, "You bunch of trash, you dare to arrest me?"
Instantly, the dozens of guards prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling all over.
They were all warriors, but facing Zhou Yan's questioning, they had no resistance and chose to surrender directly.
In their eyes, Zhou Yan was a lofty figure, like a god or demon, invincible.
"Trash!"
The Barbarian Bull King almost vomited blood seeing this.
He had initially thought Zhou Yan was just blustering, but now it seemed these guards had been bought over by Zhou Yan.
Just as the Barbarian Bull King was about to curse, Zhou Yan directly slapped him.
In an instant, half of the Barbarian Bull King's face swelled up, burning with pain, his ears ringing, and he was utterly stunned.
"You dare to hit me?" the Barbarian Bull King roared, his eyes filled with rage.
"I am a member of the royal family, so what if I hit you?" Zhou Yan pouted, looking at him with undisguised disdain.
The Barbarian Bull King was merely an elder of the Barbarian Bull Tribe; why should Zhou Yan give him any face?
"You're seeking death!" The Barbarian Bull King, in a fit of rage, swung his fist and charged forward.
Zhou Yan sneered and calmly met the attack.
In an instant, the two clashed fiercely, engaging in a heated battle.
The Barbarian Bull King's attacks were extremely ferocious, each punch carrying immense power, hitting the rock walls and creating clouds of dust, deafeningly loud.
However, Zhou Yan's defense was even more terrifying.
He employed the "Overlord Body Art," making his physique incredibly strong and indestructible. Ordinary swords and sabers could not harm him in the slightest.
Furthermore, Zhou Yan cultivated the Profound-tier martial skill, "Dragon Tiger Fist." His fists were strong and powerful, and each punch unleashed a terrifying blast of air, like mountains and seas surging forward, awe-inspiring.
Bang bang bang bang bang~
They exchanged hundreds of blows, both sustaining serious injuries.
"Damn it, how did this brat become so strong?"
The Barbarian Bull King grew increasingly alarmed as they fought.
Although his strength was only at the third level of the Divine King realm, his physique had been tempered to be exceptionally robust, allowing him to contend even with martial artists at the fifth level of the Divine King realm.
Yet, now, he couldn't even deal with a young boy whose spiritual energy was sealed.
It was unbelievable.
"Barbarian Bull King, you've lost," Zhou Yan shouted coldly.
"You scoundrel, wait until I recover my cultivation, and then I'll deal with you."
The Barbarian Bull King's face twitched, and he could only throw a hateful parting remark before turning and fleeing.
"Wait until you recover your cultivation?"
Seeing this, Zhou Yan sneered, indifferent, "Then you can wait forever."
A moment later.
Zhou Yan broke free from the seal, his spiritual energy circulating once more, returning him to his peak.
He stepped into the void, transforming into a streak of light, and swiftly departed.
Outside the Barbarian Bull Tribe, Zhou Yan descended from the void.
Looking at the majestic and vast palace complex ahead, he took a deep breath, his gaze serious.
"This Barbarian Bull Tribe has actually built a castle, covering an area of a thousand mu, comparable to an ancient city!"
Zhou Yan's eyes burned with greed.
The Barbarian Bull King was merely a minor elder of the Barbarian Bull Tribe, yet he could afford precious materials to construct a castle. His background was undoubtedly not simple.
"Such an excellent place, how can I let you beasts defile it," Zhou Yan murmured, his eyes narrowing.
This castle must be taken!
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, his eyebrows shot up as he sensed a familiar aura.
Zhou Yan followed the aura, flying rapidly towards the south.
Not long after, Zhou Yan stopped, frowning, "Such potent beastly essence."
He had encountered many beasts along the way, and occasionally even saw ferocious ones.
"This aura, it's coming from over there!" Zhou Yan's gaze fell on a mountain range to his left.
Zhou Yan soared into the air and flew towards the mountain range.
A short while later, he landed above a valley.
The next moment, Zhou Yan's eyes narrowed, his pupils constricting, his face filled with shock.
He saw that in the valley, a massive stone tablet stood erect, bearing the four powerful characters: "Primordial Relic."
"There's actually a relic here?" Zhou Yan's expression became excited.
Legend had it that deep within the Savage Forest, many secrets were hidden, including numerous miraculous opportunities.
Once, a powerful individual had obtained a heaven-defying opportunity, breaking through his limitations and reaching the mythical Saint Martial realm.
Another time, a powerful warrior had accidentally entered an ancient ruin and risen overnight, shaking the continent of Kyushu.
In short, the Primordial Relic contained endless opportunities and risks. If one could find an opportunity, it would be enough to change their destiny!
"The Primordial Relic must be inhabited by many beasts," Zhou Yan's thoughts raced, "With my current strength, I am no match for them, so it's not advisable to venture in rashly."
"I'll scout the vicinity first and see if I can find any opportunities."
With this thought, Zhou Yan quietly infiltrated the valley, searching carefully.
In this valley, a faint cyan mist drifted, obscuring vision, but for Zhou Yan, it had no effect whatsoever.