Chapter 126: Those who do not kneel will die!
This scene completely stunned all the cultivators present.
For no one would have thought that such a powerful soul cultivator would suddenly be almost suppressed and killed!
This is simply an astonishing event!
On site, there was a dead silence. All the cultivators showed a look of horror while staring at Zhou Yan, as if only at this mont did they truly know Zhou Yan, the Tianji Saint Son!
Amidst the silence, the elder in the Soul Spring Realm was extrely terrified, seemingly never expecting his own palm strike, one capable of slaying a powerful cultivator in the Eighth Layer of the Void Soul Realm, could almost instantaneously be killed by a Yellow Bell!
He felt extrely unsettling and doubtful within, as he focused his gaze on the Yellow Bell, in that instant, he sensed the terrifying aura of the Yellow Bell.
This obviously cannot be described as just a top-tier treasure; it is an unparalleled divine artifact, a Holy Ancestor Weapon!
The eyes of the elder in the Soul Spring Realm suddenly turned red, even though he knew this was the Heavenly chanism Sect, he had never regarded the Heavenly chanism Sect as anything.
And this youth before him was rely relying on a powerful weapon.
He imdiately retreated a certain distance, attempting to make a move again!
In fact, he knew that not only he was envious, but all the older generation cultivators who ca to this Heavenly chanism Sect were all envious!
Such supre treasures have erged, what formidable and invincible terrifying foundation is this!
However, precisely because everyone had seen it, temporarily no one was desperate to seize it.
But would Zhou Yan put these people in his eyes?
In this world, there is nothing left for Zhou Yan to regard anymore.
This ntal state cannot be corrected, even if he can now only be considered a ’common person’, his heart has already transcended normality.
Zhou Yan completely disregarded these people, nor did he pay attention to the concerns of the female sect master of the Heavenly chanism Sect and the nine elders for him; these people simply did not understand him.
Thus, he did not need to act for anyone.
Zhou Yan smiled coldly, his face showing a mocking expression as he said, "What is it? First the young, then the old? And the old now even harbors a desire to seize the treasure of my Heavenly chanism Sect? But it’s not that I, Zhou Yan, am mocking you, such treasures, even if they fall into your hands, you absolutely cannot refine them, nor can you use them.
Moreover, such a treasure already possesses its own will, not sothing you ants can shake!"
"The previous massacre was not slaughter, the previous arrogance was not arrogance!"
"This ti, I, Zhou Yan, the Tianji Saint Son, will slay a few elders in the Soul Spring Realm right here for you to see. Dare to challenge the Heavenly chanism Sect, and the price will be utterly miserable!"
"From now on, if the Heavenly chanism Sect claims to be second, no other sect can claim to be first! Whoever disagrees, co find , Zhou Yan!"
Zhou Yan’s words were particularly domineering.
And he wasn’t just saying it, because while speaking, Zhou Yan and the Yellow Bell rged as one, and suddenly, the Yellow Bell trembled violently, shattering the void directly, fiercely striking the elder in the Soul Spring Realm who sensed sothing amiss!
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the void quaked, followed by a ’crack’, the void shattered directly.
This Yellow Bell’s consumption of Heavenly chanism Power was extrely intense. Even Zhou Yan felt at that mont that the richness of Heavenly chanism Power in this ancient land was significantly thinner.
Whether it were the other cultivators, even with abilities almost identical to Zhou Yan’s, they could not control the Yellow Bell. But Zhou Yan is Zhou Yan; whether in capability or ntality, no cultivator can compare to him.
Moreover, Zhou Yan rely used the Emperor Qi Dragon Swallowing Sky Divine Skill to transfer this consumption onto the spirit of those deceased cultivators. This is tantamount to the ans of nurturing war with war.
And those whose spirit essence was drawn by the Yellow Bell are evidently ’unrelated’ to Zhou Yan, thus the ans of devouring cultivators openly could remain undisclosed.
Though Zhou Yan did not care about this exposure, the hatred towards the Emperor Soul Clan made Zhou Yan cautious on this aspect.
The Yellow Bell pierced through the void, shattered the void, and unleashed a black hole, its terrifying attack suffocating.
That elder this ti had no chance to escape, instantly struck by the Yellow Bell to the forehead!
"Boom—"
The elder was sent flying, his combat armor and robe shattered inches by inches, his flesh exposed, which was covered with dense and terrifying cracks. The cracks suddenly exploded open, releasing a mist of blood.
A dignified powerhouse in the Soul Spring Realm, nearly touching the Supre Dao as a soul cultivator!
Yet was such instantaneously killed by a single move!
What a terrifying scene is this!
This scene shocked everyone present.
And Zhou Yan, his internal blood manifested into a river of blood, showing a starry sky state, revealing an extrely terrifying aura of Tao charm!
After the Yellow Bell killed with one strike, it alive and vibrant shocked the elder to death, the blood mist entirely absorbed by the Yellow Bell; the Yellow Bell buzzed ceaselessly, emitting thick Heavenly chanism Power.
Righteousness magnanimous, yet appearing enchanting and terrifying.
All felt as if struck by lightning at this mont, not daring to act rashly.
Zhou Yan retracted the Yellow Bell, which transford into an ancient piece of Wan Soul Heavenly chanism Order in his hand.
The Heavenly chanism Order lay calmly in Zhou Yan’s hand, then vanished montarily.
Everyone seed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Even the Female Sect Master of the Heavenly chanism Sect, Zhuge Xiye, and the nine elders couldn’t help but exhale a deep breath, clearly, this breath had been held for a very long ti.
Even earlier, their hearts were about to leap out in shock.
This result was unstoppable, they were very worried Zhou Yan suddenly lost power, but now it seems, everything seed unnecessary.
"Soul Spring Realm, is rely this!"
After Zhou Yan killed the elder, he swiftly turned his gaze to the direction where that elder forrly stood.
As he looked over, all the souls in that area retreated, their faces showing fear.
But Zhou Yan showed no rcy, his gaze shooting out two beams of light, suddenly attacking there!
In an instant, the eyes revealed the Ten Thousand Souls Heavenly chanism Order, which transford into the Yellow Bell, "buzz"—it vibrated!
"Ah—"
Cries of despair imdiately rang out one after another.
And that piece of void directly turned into dust.
The Yellow Bell clearly shattered both the cultivators there and the void into dust!
"All cultivators, kneel down and apologize!"
"Those who don’t kneel, will die!"
Zhou Yan was extrely arrogant, his gaze sweeping over all directions.
The area he had previously looked at had already beco a wasteland-like void land, and all the cultivators had disappeared, not escaped, but slaughtered instantaneously as if a city had been wiped out.
His words caused the expressions of many older souls to change dramatically.
Imdiately, many souls fixed their gazes on the female Sect Master of the Heavenly chanism Sect.
The female Sect Master remained silent and did not speak, as if everything had already been decided by Zhou Yan.
"Three breaths, those who do not kneel, die!"
"Not just one person will die, but an entire clan will die!"
Zhou Yan said coldly.
His words were very light.
But the cultivators already knew that he would never joke around.
This was definitely not soone who would joke around!
"Whoosh—"
Even so very powerful Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters knelt down.
In just a mont, almost all cultivators kneeled.
Yet, there were still more than a hundred who didn’t kneel.
These more than a hundred individuals were rely cultivators who watched from afar, and they hadn’t interfered or done anything against the Heavenly chanism Sect in previous matters.
"Heavenly chanism Saint Son, our Huangfu Family has always been on friendly terms with the Heavenly chanism Sect, and we haven’t wronged the sect before. Please have rcy."
"Heavenly chanism Saint Son, this group of us is from the Turquoise Pool Holy Land. We were rely invited to witness the ceremony and have not shown any disrespect to the Heavenly chanism Sect."
"Heavenly chanism Saint Son, we are from the Qiankun Sacred Land..."
"Heavenly chanism Saint Son, we are from the Wuji Sacred Land..."
...
At this mont, those cultivators spoke out to explain.
Zhou Yan nodded and glanced at this group of people.
Finally, on the face of a black-robed youth and an elderly man with a stiff face, Zhou Yan did not see any intention of submission or explanation.
However, when Zhou Yan’s gaze sharpened, the elder already began to speak.
"The glory of the Holy Ancestor of the Li Cangsheng prevents our Li Clan Sacred Land from yielding to anyone. Heavenly chanism Saint Son, if you want to fight, then let’s fight."
"Li Cangsheng?"
Zhou Yan inquired.
"Yes."
"Is Li Cangsheng still alive?"
Zhou Yan inquired again.
The old man looked at Zhou Yan with an inexplicable look and said, "I’m not sure, but he appeared 30,000 years ago."
"Who among the old generation of the Li Family is still around?"
"Only the great elder Li Wentian remains."
"Li Wentian? Have him co to ; I will be waiting at the Heavenly chanism Sect."
The black-robed youth’s face showed anger.
But the elderly man of the Li Family, with a face like a zombie, showed a trace of veiled astonishnt.
Monts later, the elder respectfully said, "I understand and will ensure the great elder cos to see the Heavenly chanism Saint Son."
In his words, there was a trace of respect.
Though it was subtle, many sensitive cultivators sensed it. However, they didn’t think much of it and rely considered this the Li Clan Sacred Land’s concession.
But is it really the case?
No one knows, except Zhou Yan, and the elderly man resembling a zombie.
"Hmm, may I know your esteed na, elder?"
Zhou Yan’s tone beca a bit more gentle.
His softened tone allowed many cultivators to breathe easier in their hearts!
This is a damn disaster, a devil! Once he tightens his expression, many cultivators feel as though a mountain is weighing on them, and they are deeply fearful!
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