His gaze then shifted to the other weapons on the rack.
Besides a long spear and a crossbow, there was also a sword.
"A weapon of Xuan rank, high grade! Treasures of this caliber, one would be hard-pressed to find even a few in the entirety of Yunzhou, wouldn't they?"
Zhou Yan's eyes greedily fixed upon these treasures.
He reached out his palm, grasping towards the long spear.
"Whoosh~!"
The spear instantly transformed into a silver streak of light, embedding itself in his hand.
"Such formidable spear intent!"
Zhou Yan's eyes widened in shock, his face filled with excitement.
This long spear was a Di rank, high-grade weapon. Its shaft was a dark brown, carved with ferocious and terrifying snake heads, as if they were living creatures.
"I must obtain this spear, and then refine it into a peak Xuan rank weapon."
"Spears of this caliber are rare, even in the Myriad Phenomena Territory."
Zhou Yan was extremely thrilled.
He brought the spear in his hand to his nose and inhaled deeply, his greed intensifying.
However, he soon averted his gaze.
He was intelligent enough not to rush to take the spear.
After all, a spear of this rank could only be temporarily stored within his body for now; there would be time to take it later.
"Hoo!"
Zhou Yan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and turned towards another arrow.
This was a black longbow, about two feet long. Its body was pitch black, exuding a sharp, icy gleam.
Zhou Yan reached out and stroked the bow.
The arrows attached to the bow emitted a sharp, cold light, as if capable of piercing human skin.
"What potent arrows! These would likely be able to pierce through even low-grade Xuan rank defensive armor with ease, wouldn't they?"
A faint smile touched Zhou Yan's lips.
This time, he had truly struck gold!
"Swish~"
Just then, a sound of wind breaking through the air suddenly rang out.
Zhou Yan's pupils constricted, a look of solemnity appearing on his face as he quickly dodged to the side.
"Bang~!"
An arrow pierced directly through a large tree behind him, leaving a hole as thick as a bowl's mouth in its trunk, a truly horrifying sight.
Zhou Yan himself broke out in a cold sweat.
"That was close..."
"Fortunately, I reacted quickly. Otherwise, this arrow would have pierced my throat."
Zhou Yan said, his heart still pounding.
Then, he turned and looked forward.
"Who is it? Come out! Hiding your head and tail, are you a hero?" Zhou Yan snorted coldly and asked in a deep voice.
"Hmph!"
An insipid, sneering hum suddenly sounded from behind Zhou Yan.
Immediately after, a man in white robes materialized out of thin air in the space beside Zhou Yan.
His face was pale, his cheeks gaunt, his build slender. Clad in black, he carried a longbow on his back.
A pair of narrow, elongated eyes gazed out with icy coldness.
"So it's you."
Zhou Yan recognized the man in white robes, his face instantly contorting into extreme displeasure.
"Well, do you still think I'm a hero now?"
The man in white robes cast a casual glance at Zhou Yan, speaking indifferently.
"Hmph, a month ago, you were defeated by me. Now, you still want to sneak attack me with these trash spears?" Zhou Yan said coldly. "You're not worthy!"
He clenched his palm, and instantly, a golden talisman appeared in his hand, emitting a fierce golden light.
"A high-grade Xuan rank talisman! This man in white robes is surely doomed."
"I want to see how he will withstand my attack."
Zhou Yan's face held a cold sneer, watching the man in white robes with amusement.
The man in white robes, however, heard Zhou Yan's words and shook his head slightly.
"Do you really think I only have one such talisman?"
"Rumble~!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a rumbling sound of thunder erupted.
The sky suddenly darkened, clouds gathering densely, lightning intertwining, forming a scene of thunder and heavy rain.
"Huh?"
"How is this possible? A lightning tribulation? Could his identity not be from some major clan either?"
A hint of astonishment flickered across Zhou Yan's face.
But he quickly realized, "Could it be that his cultivation has broken through to the Heavenly Origin Realm, thus triggering the lightning tribulation?"
The thought of this possibility caused his complexion to completely change.
"Lightning tribulation!"
"This fellow actually managed to trigger a lightning tribulation!"
A deep sense of dread appeared on Zhou Yan's face.
He had not expected this young man, barely out of his youth, to possess such terrifying strength.
"No, I must prevent him from advancing to the Heavenly Origin Realm!"
A look of resolve appeared on Zhou Yan's face. "Otherwise, we will all perish at his hands."
"Whoosh!"
Zhou Yan lifted his foot and stomped forcefully on the ground.
A flagstone immediately shattered, flying out into the distance.
"Bang!"
The flagstone struck the ground with immense force, exploding into pieces.
A deep trench, several meters deep, appeared beneath Zhou Yan's feet, with soil and debris flying everywhere.
A look of ferocity crossed Zhou Yan's face. Holding his spear, he took a step forward, charging towards the man in white robes.
At this moment, he unleashed his most potent combat power, fully activating the vital energy within his body.
"Whoosh!"
Streaks of purple light emerged from his arm.
"Violet Flame Dragon Spear!"
"Roar~!"
With a roar, a purple divine dragon shot out from his body, transforming into a colossal dragon shadow that pounced towards the man in white robes.
A purple firework bloomed behind him, dazzling and brilliant.
"Boom~!"
A purple firework directly collided with the divine dragon.
In an instant, the divine dragon collapsed and vanished.
"As expected of a Nine-Star Martial Artist, their physical body is indeed extraordinary."
The man in white robes stared calmly at Zhou Yan, saying with a sneer.
"Boom~!"
His body trembled, and the black robe he wore instantly dissolved into a mist of blood, disappearing.
Subsequently, his muscles rapidly swelled, transforming him into a burly, towering giant, over three meters tall.
His skin was like forged steel, crisscrossed with hard musculature.
On his chest, a depression the size of a fist appeared, looking utterly ferocious.
His entire chest occupied nearly half of his body, appearing exceptionally terrifying.
"Boom~!"
The long sword in his hand swung out fiercely, and a dazzling sword energy tore through the sky, heading straight for Zhou Yan.
This sword strike contained immeasurable power.
"Boom~!"
The sword energy landed before Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan's face changed drastically. He quickly employed his movement technique to evade the attack.
"Swoosh!"
His shoulder was grazed by the sword energy, and blood spurted out.
"Damn it! This lunatic! His attack power is actually stronger than mine!" Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and cursed, "No, I can't let him continue like this!"
"Die for me!"