The Iron-backed Canglang turned utterly berserk, becoming ferocious and attacking wildly.
Zhou Yan did his best to resist.
However, he remained in perilous straits.
His strength was far inferior to the Iron-backed Canglang's. Even with the aid of the Dragon Scale Armor, he still had little chance of victory.
Finally, a flash of sword light severed Zhou Yan's left arm, and blood spurted out.
Seeing its handiwork, the Iron-backed Canglang let out an excited howl.
It strode forward, intending to deliver a fatal blow to Zhou Yan.
"Not good!"
Only then did Zhou Yan react, despair filling his face.
He knew he was finished.
Yet, he was unwilling to die. How could he perish before avenging himself?
Just as the Iron-backed Canglang's claws descended and Zhou Yan closed his eyes in resignation…
*Buzz~*
A strange fluctuation emanated, and Zhou Yan instantly lost consciousness.
When he awoke again, Zhou Yan found himself in a secret chamber.
The chamber was filled with many books and jade boxes.
Moreover, the walls were carved with dense runes, appearing mysterious and unfathomable.
"This… seems to be the Lingbao Pavilion?"
Zhou Yan frowned, carefully observing his surroundings.
Soon, he recognized it.
His memory was exceptional, and he had seen the Lingbao Pavilion's emblem before.
"Eh? There's a storage ring here!"
Zhou Yan's eyes lit up, filled with surprise.
Storage rings were common in the cultivation world, expensive, and required spirit stones to purchase.
Furthermore, each storage ring contained a corresponding spatial formation, allowing items to be stored.
The Lingbao he had just acquired had three rooms, and its interior space was vast.
Zhou Yan surveyed the area but didn't rush to take the storage ring. Instead, he first examined other items.
Besides several martial skill manuals, cultivation techniques, and elixirs, the more important items were a few ancient texts.
Unfortunately, these texts were all incomplete and of little use.
"Hmm? This cultivation technique is… 'Tiangang Battle Body'?"
Zhou Yan casually flipped through it and suddenly froze, his face filled with disbelief.
He had surprisingly seen a familiar name on a tattered ancient text.
Tiangang Battle Body?
This body-refining technique was a top-tier Profound-tier cultivation method, extremely rare and difficult to learn.
He hadn't expected to find it among a pile of disorganized ancient books.
"I must cultivate this technique!"
A moment later, a determined glint shone in Zhou Yan's eyes.
Although he already possessed the 'Nine Revolutions Chaos Art,' this technique was only suitable for the early stage of the Divine Temple realm, with limited power.
Moreover, the early stage of the Divine Temple realm wasn't strong enough.
At least, in his opinion, 'Tiangang Battle Body' could compensate for this weakness.
Once he successfully cultivated 'Tiangang Battle Body,' his combat power could increase severalfold.
Then, he wouldn't fear even peak Foundation Establishment realm cultivators.
He even felt confident in holding his own against Golden Core realm old monsters.
Of course, the conditions for cultivating 'Tiangang Battle Body' were extremely harsh; one had to possess the Heavenly Fiend Body to be eligible.
"Heavenly Fiend Body…"
Zhou Yan mused.
In this world, such a physique didn't exist at all.
He had never heard of it either.
However, since someone had managed to cultivate it successfully, there must be a way to obtain it.
"Perhaps, I can only try my luck at the black market."
Zhou Yan said in a deep voice.
The black market was a mixed bag, with all sorts of people.
As far as he knew, many people specialized in selling various kinds of information.
For example: Heavenly Fiend Body, Golden Lotus Sacred Water… and so on.
"Let's leave this place first."
Zhou Yan shook his head.
Then, he prepared to leave the Lingbao Pavilion and search for the black market.
However, at that moment, a low growl suddenly sounded.
Immediately following, rumbling vibrations ensued, and the entire building shook violently.
"What's going on?"
Zhou Yan was startled and immediately stopped, his face filled with horror.
The next second, with a deafening roar, the entire structure collapsed.
A colossal body soared into the sky, kicking up dust everywhere.
It was none other than the Iron-backed Canglang.
"Not good!"
Zhou Yan's expression changed drastically.
The Iron-backed Canglang had actually pursued him here.
Zhou Yan dared not delay and quickly used the Wind Control Technique to flee outwards.
However, the Iron-backed Canglang was incredibly fast, swift as lightning.
In just a few breaths, it caught up to Zhou Yan.
"Beast, get lost!"
Zhou Yan roared, brandishing his spear and thrusting it at the Iron-backed Canglang.
Sparks flew.
The spear collided with the Iron-backed Canglang's claws, and instantly, Zhou Yan's hand cracked, blood gushing out.
"Hmph, truly trash!"
The Iron-backed Canglang sneered, raising its claws and swiping at Zhou Yan's head.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Yan was furious but helpless; he was no match for the Iron-backed Canglang.
At a critical moment, Zhou Yan activated the jade box left in the Lingbao Pavilion.
Instantly, a brilliant radiant light surged, sending the Iron-backed Canglang flying.
"This jade box is quite good!" Zhou Yan thought, relieved.
At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh.
Fortunately, he had made thorough preparations; otherwise, he would likely have met his end here today.
"Little brat, you're dead!"
Just then, an icy voice suddenly came from behind him.
Zhou Yan stiffened, and turning his head, his face contorted in shock.
He saw Chu Yunxiong striding forward, his eyes as cold as a venomous snake, sending shivers down his spine.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth.
He hadn't expected Chu Yunxiong to be so persistent, chasing after him.
"Zhou Yan, give up your life!"
Chu Yunxiong's eyes turned crimson, his killing intent ferocious, and he unleashed a powerful punch.
The void cracked, and a violent gust of wind swept out.
Caught off guard, Zhou Yan was sent flying by Chu Yunxiong's punch, crashing to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, filled with hatred.
At this point, he was severely injured. Even if he activated the restrictions of the Lingbao Pavilion, it would likely be of no use.
After all, his strength was too weak.
Even with a desperate struggle, he was no match for Chu Yunxiong.
"Kid, it's best if you surrender obediently."
Chu Yunxiong strode forward, sneering repeatedly.
"Heh, I'll fight you to the death."
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, suddenly stood up, and charged at Chu Yunxiong.
However, at that moment, a gentle breeze blew.
*Swish!*
A figure materialized out of thin air before Zhou Yan.
"It's you!"
Zhou Yan was greatly astonished.
The figure before him was the mysterious old man he had coincidentally met in the bronze ancient hall.
However, what made him uneasy was how this old man had suddenly appeared here.
"Young man, I advise you to be quiet."
The mysterious old man glanced at Chu Yunxiong and said indifferently.
"This…"
Zhou Yan blinked.
For some reason, although the mysterious old man appeared ordinary, he exuded an inexplicable pressure.
Moreover, the aura emanating from the old man felt utterly foreign to him, as if he were an entirely different person.
"Little fellow, you are very special!"
The old man's gaze sharpened as he looked at Zhou Yan and said with admiration.