111: Before the great battle, there must be a reunion.

"That old demon's evil flames are towering to the heavens, and the disaster of Possession already hangs over everyone's heads; the slightest delay will lead to eternal damnation!"

"Since I, Zhou Yan, have entered the Righteous Path, how can I stand idly by when I see the common people in such dire straits?"

"Even if it means breaking my bones or destroying my cultivation today, I must save them from this crisis."

"I am not seeking any Karma, nor am I doing this for fame; it is simply because the two words 'Righteous Path' are carved into my bones."

"I truly cannot bear to see innocent people suffer the fate of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering."

"Even if I rush in later and become the old demon's vessel myself, I will still protect everyone and help them take one more step before I breathe my last!"

"This is not a choice, but a responsibility that I, Zhou Yan, as a Prodigy, was born to bear!"

"No one stop me; I will bear this tribulation for everyone today!"

Hearing this speech that was so righteous it felt sinister, both Yuan Chenling and Ma Hao fell silent.

If someone else had said this, they might have thought that person was a real man.

But given the impression Zhou Yan gave, it was possible he would say this, yet also unlikely that he actually would.

"Very well, since you have such determination, this seat will lend you a helping hand."

Ma Hao also stated his position, waving his hand to open another door.

"This is the door leading to the final trial."

"But you must think clearly; although my original body only has a remnant soul left, it still possesses Core Formation cultivation, which is not something an ordinary Foundation Establishment can contend with."

Zhou Yan did not answer, simply taking Yuan Chenling into the door.

Just as Yuan Chenling was about to speak, a voice transmission fell into his Sea of Consciousness.

"His words are firm and hard to sway, my resolve is set in stone."

"Asking why I insist on going, my own path I must follow."

After crossing that door, Zhou Yan discovered that this level was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, not at all like the blank space with only a coffin he had seen before.

"Senior Brother!" A black shadow streaked over, attacking Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan subconsciously kicked forward.

"Ha—ah—cough cough."

Shi Suiyan fell to the ground, clutching her lower abdomen, her face full of an expression that said "What are you doing?", though there seemed to be other emotions hidden in her eyes.

Only when she fell did Zhou Yan realize what he had done, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.

Fortunately, it was just a casual kick; no medicine was needed, and a simple healing Spell would recover it.

Seeing her look of resentment, Zhou Yan could do nothing.

He had just had a "friendly exchange" with the choir and engaged in a battle of wits with Ma Hao, using all his available Divine Sense to set up the voice transmission connection with Yuan Chenling, so he hadn't noticed her for a moment.

Shi Suiyan was steadied by Zhou Yan. Her fingertips gently rubbed her numb lower abdomen, her brows slightly furrowed, and her voice still trembled slightly.

"Senior Brother..."

She clenched her hem, her knuckles turning slightly white, with a trace of timidity lingering in her voice.

"I waited here alone for a long time, always afraid of encountering indescribable dangers.

Just now, when I saw your figure, my heart relaxed, thinking that I had finally waited for you."

She lowered her eyes, her long lashes sweeping over the faint shadows beneath them, her tone as soft as steeped spring tea.

"It's all my fault for being too anxious, my footsteps were hurried, and I bumped into you like a reckless ghost, disturbing Senior Brother's peace of mind."

"Senior Brother must have been contemplating important matters just now, your mind not focused on looking for me, so it's only natural you didn't recognize me. How could I blame you?"

As she spoke, she looked up at Zhou Yan, the strangeness in her eyes already kneaded into fragmented grievances, but fearing Senior Brother would feel guilty, she softly added.

"Fortunately, Senior Brother was quick, and after casting the healing Spell, it doesn't hurt anymore. Look," she lightly touched her lower abdomen with her fingertips.

"Now I can't feel anything at all, otherwise my little tummy might have held a grudge against Senior Brother for quite a while..."

"It's just that next time, before Senior Brother acts in a hurry, could you please pause for a moment and listen to my voice?"

She paused, her voice even softer, like scattered rain falling into a teacup.

"Actually, that bit of physical pain just now was like a draft, forgotten as soon as it passed."

"But the moment Senior Brother didn't recognize my voice, it was like a thin thorn, silently piercing into my heart."

"I don't feel it usually, but once I think of that moment, it aches in fine, dense ripples... So this is what it feels like to have one's voice forgotten by the Senior Brother one cares about."

Facing this self-performance from Shi Suiyan, Zhou Yan remained expressionless throughout, not saying a word, just listening quietly.

Seeing this, even Yuan Chenling couldn't help but admire him.

Just listening to those words just now had given him goosebumps; it was too sickening, yet the boss was actually able to listen to the end without changing his expression. His Dao Heart was truly resilient.

In reality, Zhou Yan was completely numb.

His expressionless face was just a habit to maintain his demeanor; inside, his face was already twisted, and he was letting out Dragon roars.

It's my fault, Zhou Yan reproached himself in his heart.

I actually forgot her character setting because of a moment of guilt, and I really felt ashamed for nothing for a while.

This cup of green tea was poured so heavily that Zhou Yan almost wanted to add another kick.

But he still apologized politely; after all, he was in the wrong first, so he had to honestly endure Shi Suiyan's subsequent verbal bombardment.

Zhou Yan now felt he really should read two Mary Sue novels to cleanse his eyes.

Besides fighting poison with poison, he couldn't think of any other way now.

The two people and one lion walked for a while, then suddenly heard:

"Senior Brother!"

A shout came from the side, which to Zhou Yan sounded like music to his ears.

Zhou Yan looked to the side with a look of relief, only to see Wang Yao waving at them.

Although his clothes were tattered, his spirit was very high.

Beside him were the sullen-faced Hun Wushang and Mu Qianqiu, who had the same expression of relief.

Zhou Yan didn't say a word and headed straight towards Wang Yao.

Wang Yao thought Senior Brother was coming to find him, so he opened his arms, preparing for a hug to talk about the difficulties he had just faced.

But he saw Zhou Yan brush past him, walk quickly to Mu Qianqiu, and hug him tightly.

Both of them had tears in their eyes; everything was understood without words.

Finally, the normal people group had reunited!

Watching this scene, Wang Yao awkwardly scratched the back of his head, not knowing what to say, so he just smiled.

Hun Wushang watched Zhou Yan quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shi Suiyan and Yuan Chenling also trotted over, and upon seeing this scene, their expressions were somewhat unkind.

Because Mu Qianqiu was standing on the side of the group, when the two embraced, Zhou Yan had his back to everyone and saw nothing, but Mu Qianqiu saw it clearly.

A group of people, plus a scruffy cat squatting nearby, were all staring at him, and the pressure was immense.

He had to push Zhou Yan away and awkwardly pat his shoulder to show friendliness.

The strongest squad has reunited! And two more were added!

Although he didn't know what the point of regrouping was when they were almost done clearing the level, since it was so lively, why bother caring about it?

Right in this good atmosphere, an untimely voice rang out.

"Hmph, so you are Zhou Yan, the number one person in the Northern Territory?"

"What an arrogant title; I want to test just how much water is in your 'number one in the Northern Territory' claim."

The person speaking was none other than Hun Wushang.

His body was surrounded by Yin Qi, like a fierce ghost released from a cage, fierce and oppressive.

Great, whatever he feared came to pass.

He had previously worried that Wang Yao's reckless promotion would cause trouble, and now here it was.

A battle was brewing, and both sides' auras continued to climb.

The two collided in an instant, countless Spells were unleashed, the heavens collapsed and the earth split in an instant, close-quarters combat, Divine Abilities clashing, and by the end, even the Dao was worn away—

Of course, the above was all just Hun Wushang's fantasy before he was electrocuted into unconsciousness.

Looking at Hun Wushang, who had fallen to the ground with his eyes rolled back, still muttering "As expected of the number one in the Northern Territory," Zhou Yan had a face full of black lines.

Why did this title keep getting more inflated?

The battle ended so quickly that it shocked Wang Yao and the others.

They only saw a flash of lightning, and Hun Wushang fell.

One must know that Hun Wushang was no ordinary Prodigy; no one present dared to guarantee they could take him down so quickly.

Zhou Yan looked at the admiring gazes of the crowd, also somewhat speechless.

True damage can be continuously refreshed during sustained attacks, and Yang-attribute lightning restrains Yin entities.

He hadn't expected that Yang-attribute lightning, which continuously deals true damage, would have such an effect.

【Hun Wushang】

【Rank: Foundation Establishment Late Stage】

【HP: 9129 / 11000】

【Mana: 3000 / 3000】