Moon on the branches.
A bonfire in front of the rocky beach dissipates the darkness and the surrounding coolness. Several small beasts were cleaned up, spread out with wooden sticks and placed beside the campfire to roast slowly. Now they are producing oil, and they can be eaten after the skin and flesh are charred and fragrant.
Wang Nian was in charge of the barbecue, Liu Rui was in charge of watching the fire, and Yang Rui was in charge of guarding the surroundings.
Zhang Yan sat cross-legged beside the bonfire, like a stone that seemed to blend into the surrounding night. Even if the eyes clearly see his presence, they always subconsciously forget that he is sitting there.
The three children rarely kept quiet, and never spoke if they could communicate with each other through their eyes. He even breathed very lightly.
Today, although I have been protected in the magic circle and covered up, I have not been affected. But the three children witnessed the short but thrilling fight without missing a beat.
In the end, a total of four demon clans died here. The remaining two fled in panic.
This should have been an exciting victory. His master fought one against six, and despite the chaos and constraints of spiritual energy, he was able to defeat the powerful enemy. The thunder that filled the sky further showed his master's extraordinary strength.
However, Zhang Yan then ran for dozens of miles with his three disciples with a pale face. Finally, after reaching this hilly land, he stumbled and almost fell down. The weakness was directly etched on his face.
Only at this time did Wang Nian and the other three realize that although their master had won, it was only a narrow victory, and their spiritual energy had dried up.
What followed was the feeling of aggrievedness and depression about my own weakness, and the fact that I was not only unable to help but was also obviously held back when faced with a crisis. I am eager to grow in the future, and look forward to being able to help if I encounter a situation like today again. At least I won't have to hold Master back, right?
Good idea though. But Wang Nian and the others still have a long, long way to go before they can face the six-headed demon king alone. Even they don't focus on the real point.
Zhang Yan did not get to where he is today just because he was dragged down by his three apprentices. The most important constraint comes from the means of appearing out of thin air and disrupting the spiritual energy within a mile radius. If it weren't for this reason, Zhang Yan would have gained at least 30% more strength today. It's far more than what you have been able to do now.
The consumption of spiritual energy is actually nothing to Zhang Yan, and this is not the first time he has experienced it. What's more, this time he has spiritual stones and elixirs in his hands, and he can recover quickly. He can recover about 20% of his spiritual energy in just one night, which will be enough to protect himself.
At this moment, when Zhang Yan was meditating and adjusting his breath, he was thinking more about who was disturbing the aura.
Obviously, the six-headed demon kings who appeared in today's fight that was not what Zhang Yan expected did not disturb the aura within a one-mile radius. They have only scratched the surface of how blood energy rushes out, and it is probably difficult to even detect the existence of spiritual energy, let alone interference.
Zhang Yan asked himself, with his current cultivation level, he couldn't do it even if he tried his best. In other words, anyone who can do this must be stronger than him.
This feeling is both familiar and unfamiliar.
I am familiar with it because there are only a handful of existences in the Wild World that Zhang Yan can’t figure out but are definitely better than me. The most obvious one is Martial Saint Xu Fengyang, whose whereabouts have been hidden in the world for thousands of years. Even though Zhang Yan's strength has improved now, Zhang Yan still can't understand the scene when Xu Fengyang broke through the array of immortal weapons arranged by him in the state of divine descent with one punch.
Although Zhang Yan didn't know whether Xu Fengyang had the ability to disrupt the spiritual energy within a mile radius, he did not deny that Xu Fengyang probably had this ability.
If what he did today was not caused by Xu Fengyang secretly, it means that there is another being who also has the ability to disrupt the spiritual energy within a mile. His strength is at least comparable to that of Xu Fengyang.
"Is there a strong person in the demon clan who can rival Xu Fengyang?" Zhang Yan suddenly felt that this familiar "script" seemed to be coming again. There was a sense of déjà vu, "Why are all the people in the story alive?"
Just like Zhang Yan's previous impression and the thoughts of every warrior he came into contact with in Nanyuan Kingdom: The merits of the martial saint lie in the ages, and thousands of generations of the human race will be grateful!
But Xu Fengyang was regarded as the "Martial Saint" and the spiritual sustenance of the human race. It was rumored that he left in vain, but in fact he was hiding in an unknown secret corner of the world. Xu Fengyang's true identity and reputation have been clearly separated into two independent entities.
Even for Zhang Yan, Xu Fengyang is not that far away from him.
So Xu Fengyang is like this in the human race, but what about the demon race? It doesn’t make sense that “a story is just a story”, right? There are many powerful monsters in the legend!
After the spatial changes occurred in Xiyuan County, Zhang Yan also learned in detail about almost all the existing literature records about the demon clan in Nanyuan. Although there are many strong men in the demon clan, there is only one that can be compared with Xu Fengyang, which is the demon god they regard as a god.
Or the demon god Baronka.
According to the legend of the demon clan, the demon god Baronka is the ancestor of many groups of the demon clan, and is also the fundamental source of the demon clan's power. How much of it is true and how much was added by latecomers is unknown, but the analogy with Xu Fengyang is not so incomprehensible.
It's just that the starting point of the legend of the demon god must be much before Xu Fengyang, that is to say, there was the demon god Baronka first and then the martial saint Xu Fengyang.
Xu Fengyang is still alive and well. There is no reason why the demon god Baronka, who is just as powerful as Xu Fengyang, will die, right?
Even after the human race has a master of Xu Fengyang's level, why the demon race still has the absolute upper hand is not that simple if you think about it carefully now. Even though the two sides are so feuding, they have achieved relative stability. It is difficult to explain if it is not a balance of power.
While thinking about today's unexpected fight, Zhang Yan took the time to recover. Yishou Lingshi only took one Peiyuan Pill in his mouth.
Beside them, the three apprentices were quietly performing their duties without any disturbance. The many days of killing made the childishness in them disappear quickly.
The sound of crackling sounded in the bonfire. This was a small mountain valley in a hilly area. The night wind had little effect on the bonfire, which was very suitable for Wang Nian, who was barbeque. Before you know it, the meat is done. The three little beasts were enough for the four of them to share.
"Little steamed bun, let's eat it first. Then I'll change the wood and come back to eat it. Then you can take good care of Master."
"Yeah!" Liu Rui nodded.
But before Yang Rui and Wang Nian could finish the barbecue, they heard footsteps.
"Eh? Xiaomu, why did you come back by yourself? Did you smell it? Who are you!?"
Wang Nian turned around and asked with a frown, but when he saw Yang Rui, he found a look of sadness and anger on Yang Rui's face, and a demon clan following Yang Rui!
(End of chapter)
