Chapter 1455: Assassin

Chapter 1455: Chapter 1455: Assassin

After waiting for a full hour, the Phoenix Fire around Zhou Hanyu finally extinguished slowly.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked at Yang Yan with a shocked gaze: "Brother-in-law, I... I... I’m, ah! This is wonderful! From now on, I’ll fight alongside you. Not only will I no longer be a burden, but I can also help you!"

Yang Yan smiled lightly: "Then hurry up and cultivate! Our Miss Zhou Er was born under a lucky star. Even playing a prank can bring such a reward; I’m quite envious."

Zhou Hanyu knew Yang Yan was teasing her, but she was so happy now that she didn’t care to argue with him.

"Alright, your place feels quite nice, so lend it to me for a while. I’m going into seclusion here! Tell sister and the others for me!"

Without further ado, Zhou Hanyu simply found a spot, sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes, and began to explore once more.

Yang Yan noticed that Zhou Hanyu had casually found a position, incidentally at the fire position, and couldn’t help but feel a sigh in his heart.

Truly worthy of inheriting the aura of the Ancient Phoenix, naturally attuned to the grand path, she easily found the best location.

It seems Miss Zhou Er might indeed become a strong ally in the future.

Yang Yan didn’t want to disturb Zhou Hanyu, especially since his sister Zhou Hanyun was waiting outside, so he quietly stepped out and closed the door slowly.

Explaining the situation briefly to Zhou Hanyun, Yang Yan saw a hint of disappointment in the eyes of the few girls.

He hesitated for a moment before deciding to inform them about the inheritance each had received.

As soon as the girls heard this, they exchanged glances and their original disappointment turned into excitement, their eyes shining as they gazed at Yang Yan.

Initially, Yang Yan didn’t understand, but he soon realized that they were hoping to obtain a more advanced cultivation method from him.

Yang Yan indeed had many cultivation methods on hand; however, they each received the inheritance of the Ancient Four Spirits bloodline, and perhaps there were other arrangements, so Yang Yan chose some cultivation techniques matching their attributes to teach them.

The girls had been introduced to the path of cultivation over the years, but due to starting late and their inherent talent issues, their progress remained slow despite abundant resources.

But this doesn’t mean they were oblivious to the quality of things.

What Yang Yan gave them was decent, but it clearly fell short compared to what Zhou Hanyu received.

This sense of disappointment, although suppressed consciously by them, was still caught by Yang Yan.

He sighed softly in his heart.

Frankly, there’s not much he can do about such matters, so he pretended not to see it.

As the saying goes, fate is predestined.

By a stroke of luck, Miss Zhou Er obtained the Golden Crow Seed’s inheritance, which is absolutely one of those rare opportunities.

Nonetheless, Yang Yan believed that since Earth, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, had given benefits to the three of them separately, there must be other arrangements.

It’s just that the opportunity hasn’t arrived yet, so for now, it’s unreachable.

After briefly comforting the girls, Yang Yan walked alone down the tree-lined avenue of the campus.

It was already autumn, and the ground was covered with fallen yellow leaves.

Every step he took crunched dry leaves underfoot, carrying a sense of solitude.

"The great calamity is approaching, I just wonder how long this peace can last!"

Yang Yan sighed inwardly.

At this moment, the Communication Jade Pendant hanging at his waist vibrated violently.

Crack!

A shattering sound echoed, but it wasn’t the Communication Jade Pendant; it was a sound transmitted from within the pendant.

Yang Yan picked it up and felt a slight change, his face immediately changing drastically.

"Lin An’s Life Token shattered? This isn’t good, there’s trouble on Wandering Dragon Star!"

Just as Yang Yan was slightly dazed, the heavens and earth trembled lightly.

In an instant, a gale swept through, sending the fallen yellow leaves swirling around, enclosing Yang Yan within.

Among these leaves, suddenly a cold gleam flashed, silently aiming directly at Yang Yan’s brow.

Yang Yan’s face showed no surprise; instead, a cold smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

He didn’t even dodge, slowly closing his eyes.

Swish!

As the cold gleam emerged, Yang Yan quickly extended two fingers.

At the moment his fingers reached out, the surrounding space seemed to warp, actions became slow, and even the trajectory of a falling leaf became clearly visible.

Snap!

Just before the cold gleam was about to hit its target, Yang Yan’s fingers suddenly clamped together.

Instantaneously, the cold gleam revealed its true form.

Indeed it was a sharply pointed star-shaped blade, emitting a luminous green light, evidently steeped in poison.

Crack!

Yang Yan’s two fingers exerted a slight force, causing the blade to shatter and fall powerlessly to the ground.

The fallen dead leaves, upon contacting these fragments, immediately began to burn, releasing a black-purple smoke.

In the midst of the rising smoke, a hunched black shadow abruptly appeared less than ten meters in front of Yang Yan.

His face covered in demon patterns was filled with an expression of shock.

It was actually a demon race cunning in stealth attacks.

With a relatively small build, particularly long arms reaching his knees, he exuded faint spatial fluctuations.

"What’s the matter?" Yang Yan smiled lightly, "Are you surprised?"

He simply watched the assailant, whose ugly face was exposed through black clothes wrapping his entire body, without any indication of attacking.

"You... you... aren’t you in the middle stage of Divinity Transformation? How can you possess the Absolute Domain! And also understand the Mirror Image Law?" The man in black clearly realized something, turning abruptly away from Yang Yan as he asked.

Indeed, as he finished speaking, Yang Yan’s figure originally standing there shattered into fragments, disappearing without a trace.

Simultaneously, in front of the shadow, Yang Yan’s figure reappeared, now facing him with a mocking smile.

No wonder this person was so shocked, the supposedly foolproof assassination plan was defeated.

The most critical element was that, unbeknownst to him, he had unwittingly fallen into another’s Absolute Domain.

For him, his forte was assassination; however, his ability to escape was absolutely not inferior.

Yet Yang Yan not only completely ignored this attack, but directly made contact with his hidden weapon.

That hidden weapon was crafted using the corpse oil of an ancient Demon Emperor, capable of terrifying pollution not just to the physical body, but even to the soul.

Nonetheless, Yang Yan remained unfazed.

However, he quickly realized that the Yang Yan seen before was not the real body, just a Mirror Image clone!

This technique is one of the highest-level Secret Techniques among the Demon Race!

He never expected to encounter such a skill possessed by a top human expert from Earth.

"Want to know? Go to hell and find out!"

As Yang Yan’s voice fell, a flash of severity appeared in his eyes.

His True Qi condensed into his hand and transformed into a blade, ready to strike the black shadow.