Under the attack of the demon race expert, Zhou Yan's momentum weakened considerably, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Kid, your strength is too weak. Let's see how long you can last!" the demon expert sneered, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
However, the next moment, he was stunned.
Because he clearly felt that his attack seemed to hit a ball of cotton, having no effect at all.
"This... this is impossible!" the demon expert looked at Zhou Yan in disbelief, completely unable to understand what was happening.
"You... how did you do it?" the demon expert looked at Zhou Yan, his face full of shock.
"Guess!" Zhou Yan glanced at the demon expert indifferently, his eyes flashing with cold killing intent.
Zhou Yan's figure flickered, and he instantly appeared in front of the demon expert, unleashing a punch.
The fist shadow flashed, carrying a violent gust of air, and slammed heavily towards the demon expert.
"Damn it, you little bastard, you dare to hurt me?!"
The demon expert was terrified by Zhou Yan's punch. He hurriedly activated his protective true essence, and at the same time urged the spiritual energy within his body to block Zhou Yan's incoming punch.
"Bang!"
Zhou Yan's fist landed heavily on the opponent, and a wave of pain struck, causing the demon expert to let out a mournful cry.
His chest instantly exploded, pieces of flesh flew everywhere, and bright red liquid gushed from his mouth, dyeing the ground red.
"Thump!"
The demon expert fell to the ground, his body twitching, clearly dead beyond death.
Looking at the corpse of the demon, a hint of reluctance flashed across Zhou Yan's face. He then collected his thoughts, sat down, and began to cultivate.
...
On the other side.
On that small hill, Cang Xuan Ting sat cross-legged on the ground, cultivating quietly.
A faint halo emanated from around him, and vaguely, a massive formation appeared within it. Above his head, a black giant hammer floated, which was the guardian artifact of the Demon Dragon Tower, the Black Fiend Iron Hammer.
Within Zhou Yan's body, pure energy was continuously being injected into him, helping him recover from his injuries and spiritual consciousness.
After an unknown period of time, a human face suddenly appeared in front of Cang Xuan Ting. It was a young-looking man whose eyes were filled with surprise as he looked at Cang Xuan Ting: "You were actually able to withstand one of my attacks and recover half of your spiritual consciousness? What cultivation level are you?"
"Hmph!" Cang Xuan Ting snorted coldly and said, "You are just an ordinary deacon in the Demon Dragon King's Hall, what are you? It's just a divine sense, what's so great about it?"
"Little beast, you dare to insult me, you're seeking death!" Upon hearing this, the man was instantly enraged, and a fierce killing intent shot from his eyes. He suddenly waved his hand, and a vast amount of energy surged towards Cang Xuan Ting.
"Scram!" Cang Xuan Ting's body shot up abruptly. With a roar, a terrifying power erupted from his body, instantly shattering the opponent's divine sense.
"What? You actually destroyed my divine sense?" the man was startled.
"Indeed, my strength is countless times higher than yours. How can a mere divine sense harm me!" Cang Xuan Ting said coldly, then raised his hand, and a sharp gust of wind roared out, smashing into the man's chest.
"Ah------"
The man let out a mournful cry, and his entire body was sent flying backward. He coughed up a mouthful of blood in mid-air before falling heavily to the ground, his breath faint and on the verge of death.
Seeing their companion fall, the several demon experts beside them were stunned. They quickly rushed forward to check on the injured demon expert, only to find him on the verge of death.
"Big Brother, you should leave quickly. I'll hold him off, you escape!" one of the demon experts, seeing his situation, became extremely anxious and urged him on.
"Hmph!"
The demon expert called "Big Brother" glared angrily and cursed, "Bastard, do you think you can stop him?"
"How do we know if we don't try?" the demon expert gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, looking as if he was about to fight to the death.
"Remember this, if he dares to harm anyone from my Demon Dragon King's Hall, I will spare no expense to annihilate his family!" the Great Elder of the Demon Dragon King's Hall said grimly, his eyes flashing with hatred.
"Don't worry, Big Brother, he definitely won't escape our pursuit. I guarantee he won't be able to fly away even with wings!" the demon expert said through gritted teeth.
"Good, in that case, you hold off this kid for me, and don't let him escape!" the Great Elder of the Demon Dragon King's Hall gritted his teeth.
"Don't worry, Big Brother. This ant can't stir up any big waves." the demon expert patted his chest with an arrogant expression.
"Mm, finish your fight quickly. When my reinforcements arrive, I don't believe this kid can still escape," the Great Elder of the Demon Dragon King's Hall said viciously.
"Yes, Big Brother!"
The demon expert agreed and prepared to attack.
This demon expert's strength was terrifying, a peak early stage Eight-star Demon Lord, a full three small realms higher than Cang Xuan Ting.
"You, die first!" the demon expert stared coldly at Cang Xuan Ting, his body erupting with a monstrous killing intent.
"You are not worthy of being my enemy, so you might as well die!"
A trace of killing intent flashed across Cang Xuan Ting's brow. He suddenly opened his eyes, his figure flickered, and he instantly disappeared from his original position, appearing in front of the demon expert.
A single punch struck, a single punch shattered. Before the demon expert could comprehend what was happening, his body was already pulverized.
Killing an Eight-star Demon Lord with a single move simply stunned all the demon experts. Their gazes towards Cang Xuan Ting were filled with intense shock, and a deep sense of apprehension arose in their hearts.
Although Zhou Yan's cultivation was only at the early stage of Six-star Demon Lord, his extraordinary talent made his combat power far surpass that of other geniuses from the Demon Dragon race.
And this demon expert's cultivation had reached the peak of the late stage of Eight-star Demon Lord, yet he was still defeated by Cang Xuan Ting in one move. One could imagine what level Cang Xuan Ting's strength had reached.
Looking at the awestruck gazes, Cang Xuan Ting felt a surge of satisfaction.
"So powerful, his combat power is far greater than that of the direct disciples of those two Demon Dragon Kings!" Cang Xuan Ting thought to himself. He didn't linger, and quickly left the area, flying towards the mountain range where the Demon Dragon King's Hall was located.
"Great Elder, are you alright?"
At this moment, a group of demon experts rushed over and helped the Great Elder up.