115: A sudden betrayal should serve as a warning to remain humble and cautious.

The moment Zhou Yan entered, he saw the opponent's health bar appear. He couldn't pretend not to see this blatant malice.

This indicated that the coffin could no longer contain the opponent, and their current refusal to emerge surely meant some conspiracy was brewing.

Most likely, they were waiting for someone to get close before launching a surprise attack.

The reason the opponent was doing this was probably related to that abnormal status.

Although his Realm was high, his magical power was scarce, and his body as a remnant Soul was not strong, so it was not strange for him to resort to a sneak attack.

However, Zhou Yan didn't play by the rules; he immediately tried to blow up both him and the coffin. Who could endure that?

The opponent only dodged and didn't block, which also confirmed the speculation that his magical power was running low.

"Everyone concentrate fire! His magical power is insufficient, making effective resistance difficult."

"Wang Yao, you're responsible for defense. Once he gets close, repel him. After repelling, everyone continue with dense attacks."

Zhou Yan's command wasn't brilliant, but its cleverness lay in his ability to grasp the opponent's status and movements in real-time using his panel, Divine Sense, and mini-map.

The other three, however, thought this was the effect of his eye Divine Ability. Trusting in the Divine Ability, they were willing to obey his commands.

And so, one dared to command, and a group dared to listen.

But it was precisely this tactic, treating the opponent like a field BOSS, that made the Recluse of Spiritual Stream suffer greatly.

He had only resorted to a sneak attack out of helplessness. Now, not only had it failed, but it had become the final straw that broke him.

He could feel his vitality rapidly draining. The opponent's dense attacks left him no room to breathe, and it was too late to even cultivate the Soul Dao now.

"You youngsters, you have no martial ethics!"

"Coming to deceive and sneak attack this old Cultivator from ancient times! May you all die a terrible death!"

Finally, everything ended amidst the unwilling roar of the Recluse of Spiritual Stream.

Hun Wushang seized the opportunity, using the chains wrapped around his arm to capture the remnant Soul. Immediately, a command flag refined it into pure power, integrating it into the flag.

Zhou Yan was somewhat disappointed when he saw the opponent's health bar drop to zero, but no rewards descended.

He then looked at Hun Wushang's small flag, feeling a little tempted.

[Soul Banner (Tier 1)]

Description: Can contain and refine Souls.

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This was even more attractive to Zhou Yan than the Recluse of Spiritual Stream just now. He just wondered if he could get his hands on the refining method.

Hun Wushang noticed Zhou Yan's gaze and quickly put away the flag.

In their brief interaction, he had already realized that this Zhou Yan was no ordinary person, even more sinister than most Demonic Cultivators.

"I didn't expect it to end so easily. Brother Zhou's talent is truly admirable." Mu Qianqiu warmed up the atmosphere at the right time. He was in a good mood, not expecting the mission to be completed so easily.

Just as the atmosphere was gradually becoming lively again, a voice came.

"Good, good, little fellow, I truly didn't expect you could actually resolve this fallen me." A door opened, and the Recluse of Spiritual Stream, in Feng Xu's likeness, walked out, looking at Zhou Yan with satisfaction.

Because Zhou Yan had explained it beforehand, Wang Yao and the others immediately knew it was the normal Recluse of Spiritual Stream when they saw the newcomer, and they all cupped their hands in greeting.

"Senior, you've arrived. This Junior has lived up to your trust." Zhou Yan had a righteous expression, truly looking like a member of the Righteous Path who had just successfully vanquished a demon.

Unfortunately, no one believed him except Wang Yao.

The Recluse of Spiritual Stream's mouth twitched at his affected demeanor.

"Alright, alright, there's no need for this."

"However, you truly helped me greatly and fulfilled a long-held wish of mine."

"There is still a small portion of my Legacy here. After all, it was a Legacy site I envisioned during my lifetime, though what's stored here is certainly not as much as what I actually possessed during my life."

"But it's better than nothing, as I truly don't have much else to give you."

He walked to the spot where the coffin had originally been placed. Although it had been blasted to pieces, it was still relatively intact compared to other areas.

Ma Hao walked to the center and performed a few incantations, and a faint power emerged from underground.

"Alright, you just— *Pfft!*" Just as Ma Hao was about to tell Zhou Yan to step forward and receive the Legacy, before he could turn around, his heart was pierced by a tremendous force.

He was about to turn his head when familiar dust enveloped him, and a sense of numbness surged.

Lightning erupted from the hand that pierced his heart, and powerful energy rapidly destroyed his body.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yan, the perpetrator, observed Ma Hao's reaction with a serious expression.

All of this happened so suddenly that not only Ma Hao but even Wang Yao and the others didn't react in time.

"Aaaah!!!"

Lightning gushed from Ma Hao's seven orifices, meaning the electricity had invaded his entire body.

With the power of the lightning and such a penetrating wound, even a Core Formation Cultivator would find it hard to bear such a blow.

But Ma Hao's expression turned ruthless, and a gray shadow separated from his body.

As the gray shadow flew out, the body pierced by Zhou Yan shattered into pieces like mirror shards.

Zhou Yan didn't look closely. Seeing that it could be put into his backpack, he casually collected it to prevent any further unforeseen changes.

"Cough, cough... Damn it, when did you start suspecting me?"

Zhou Yan didn't answer, instead commanding everyone to attack again.

Although they were a bit slow to react to these successive changes, seeing the new Recluse of Spiritual Stream, who was no different from a remnant Soul, they instinctively made their moves.

However, this time it wasn't as easy as before.

The figure performed an incantation, and the so-called Legacy he had just summoned changed color, transforming into a prismatic crystal surrounded by multiple blue rings.

Before him appeared a gaunt old man, a youth full of malevolence, and a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression.

The outer rings of the crystal began to rotate, and everyone was uncontrollably pulled in.

The newly appeared figures quickly selected their targets, rushed towards them, and then, in pairs, transformed into flashes of light and disappeared.

When Zhou Yan regained his balance, he was already in a pure white space, with only the Recluse of Spiritual Stream remaining before him.

"Now that it's just the two of us, you should tell me how you saw through me." Ma Hao clutched his chest, seemingly having escaped through some method but still heavily injured.

"Senior, at this point, there's no need to stall for recovery, is there? Haven't we already reached a point of no return?" As Zhou Yan spoke, his golden bow had already begun a barrage of fire, and the time around him accelerated, making his attacks faster and faster.

Whether it was seeing through his thoughts and thus refusing to communicate, or Zhou Yan's Time Divine Ability, Ma Hao was caught off guard.

Damn it, what's wrong with this guy?

Are you the old monster or am I the old monster? So strong, yet so cunning.

Zhou Yan didn't know what the other party was thinking, only satisfied that his plan was halfway successful.

When he first saw Ma Hao, who was impersonating Feng Xu, he knew there was something wrong with this person.

With the enhancement of his Divine Sense, he had truly felt malice.

Although it didn't show on the map and there were no obvious malicious fluctuations afterward, he trusted his intuition.

Trusting intuition might be metaphysics, but in a Xuanhuan world, one had to believe it.

Since he had already determined that Ma Hao harbored malice, when he didn't appear as a red dot on the mini-map immediately, Zhou Yan thought of the "dual template" situation.

The System always had bugs with multiple templates.

When the opponent applied a template, if malice appeared and was immediately withdrawn, it was reasonable that the alignment couldn't be converted immediately.

So, in order not to alert the enemy, he played along, using a facade of timidity to mislead him, instead of directly activating his Dragon form and crushing him.

Now, upon seeing the enemy in the coffin, Zhou Yan became even more certain of his thoughts.

The enemy in the coffin had the suffix "Fragment," while his name was simply "Recluse of Spiritual Stream." The truth was then clear at a glance.

Not to mention, the Fragment even said before dying that he was from ancient times. Who in ancient times would call themselves ancient people?

Therefore, the one in the coffin, like the young Ma Hao he encountered before, was just a fragment from the remnant Soul period.

And Ma Hao himself had disguised himself as his own fragment, even using Feng Xu's silhouette to hide his identity.

Unfortunately, he was still one step behind.

"Hehehehe."

Zhou Yan's unsettling laughter made Ma Hao feel completely uneasy.

This kid really wasn't lying; his strength in the Foundation Establishment Stage was indeed formidable.

Time Divine Ability, unknown golden bow Divine Ability, Lightning Divine Ability—the combination of the three made his offensive relentless and increasingly fast.

Ma Hao was already severely injured by the sneak attack, and those lightning-infused projectiles posed a huge threat to his Soul body, impossible to dodge and only able to be endured head-on.

If this continued, he would truly die!

"Why aren't you two making your move!" Ma Hao practically roared.

The moment he shouted, two figures leaped out from a door.

One looked like a manta ray, and the other like a large shrimp, both exuding the aura of a Core Formation Cultivator.

Zhou Yan wasn't afraid despite the numerical disadvantage; instead, he grinned, laughing wildly.

"Now, the plan is completely successful."