Overriding the Heaven

Chu Yan looked at the Wan Hai Sect Disciple deeply.    

The other two Wan Hai Sect Disciple s were trembling so much that they couldn't even speak.    

Only the person in front of him could still say some words while sobbing.    

"I, I received two pieces of news not long ago … You … you won't kill us … "I … I can tell you …"    

"Are you threatening me?" Chu Yan blinked his eyes, suddenly smiled and walked towards Wan Hai Sect Disciple.    

Seeing the other party approaching with such killing intent, the Wan Hai Sect Disciple was so scared that she forgot to cry.    

This scene … Something didn't seem right.    

Doesn't he care what I say?    

Just as this disciple was in a daze, Chu Yan's arm trembled. He lifted the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd and pressed the blade against his opponent's shoulder.    

From above, a look of impatience appeared in the eyes of His Highness, "Speak first, then I will decide whether to kill you or not."    

Powerful and domineering, this was completely unquestionable.    

You have no right to negotiate with me.    

I will decide your fate!    

This Wan Hai Sect Disciple, had probably never met someone like Chu Yan in his entire life.    

At this moment, he was obviously dumbstruck. Tears welled up in his eyes.    

To be honest, it was a bit hard for His Highness to bear being watched by a man with tears in his eyes.    

Therefore, he pressed down on the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd.    

The piercing pain from his neck instantly woke the Wan Hai Sect Disciple up.    

He quickly shouted, "I'll tell you what! Don't kill me! Let me finish this first! "    

At this moment, even if he could live for a while, it would be good.    

Under the forceful gaze of Chu Yan, this Wan Hai Sect Disciple said with great difficulty, "I received news earlier that a disciple from the same sect as you had appeared on the other side of the mountain."    

"On the other side of the mountain?" Chu Yan's eyes became serious, "How many people?"    

"About nine people — seven, seven to ten?" The disciple stammered.    

Chu Yan turned his head and looked Lin Miaoran in the eye.    

There were seven to ten disciples of the Shattered Star Pavilion. Was it said that they were here to pick him up?    

"What are their realms?" Chu Yan looked at the disciple and continued to ask.    

"I think … Pulse Condensation Stage. I'm not too sure about the specifics." The disciple hurriedly said, "The information didn't explain in detail. It only said that their appearance on the other side of the mountain might be related to you."    

"Well, is that it?" Chu Yan's gaze was indifferent.    

Sensing the dissatisfaction in Chu Yan's tone, the disciple braced himself and said: "Also, because you came, Wanhai Sect has already gathered many cultivators to surround you. However, if you have us to lead the way, we can bring you to safely escape through the gaps of the encirclement."    

Hearing this, the surrounding group of cultivators all revealed looks of disdain.    

They had all risked their lives in this Thousand Demonic Graveyard to gain more opportunities on the Immortal Path.    

This kind of cultivator would always be on the brink of death, so he was exceptionally trusting.    

Because a loyal companion can pull you up at a critical moment and save your life.    

A fellow cultivator with ill intentions can kill you while you're training and take away all your gains.    

And now, Wan Hai Sect Disciple's actions were almost no different from betraying the sect.    

This was also the behavior that the cultivators here despised the most.    

"You, you think about it?" We … we really can help you. We just hope that you can spare our lives.    

We originally did not have any enmity with you. " The disciple acted as if he did not see the shameless stares from the crowd. Seeing Chu Yan muttering to himself, he quickly replied.    

"We are just ordinary disciples of the Wanhai Sect. Actually, we have long since become displeased with the pressure that the higher ranked disciples of the sect have placed on us.    

Especially Chu Xing!    

Ever since he came, almost all of our resources have been taken by the sect for him to use.    

This made the resources for cultivation that we were already in a tight spot for even more scarce.    

In fact, within the Wanhai Sect, they had long been dissatisfied with the higher-ups taking sides of Chu Xing.    

Really!    

I'm telling the truth!    

Helping you right now is equivalent to helping us! "    

The words of this disciple were loud and clear.    

His gaze was filled with sincerity as he stared at Chu Yan without blinking, as if he wanted to dig out all of his sincerity.    

Chu Yan lowered his eyelids, as if he was thinking about something.    

At the same time, Lin Miaoran also jumped down from the boulder and looked over.    

After a moment, Chu Yan raised his head, looked at the surrounding cultivators and said: "Leave the storage bag behind, and then scram."    

"Why!" someone asked indignantly.    

Anyone who could gamble in the future at the Demon Graveyard wouldn't be easy to deal with.    

One had to know that the chances of dying here were much greater than cultivating in a sect or clan.    

In everyone's storage bag, what you put in are hard-earned gains, and can even be said to be their personal lives. How can they just throw it down with a single word from you?    

Even if you just killed Earth Origin Stage powerfully.    

But we have so many people here.    

Are you really going to cause public outrage?    

"I don't think you have —" Chu Yan's gaze was indifferent as he looked at the cultivator that shouted just now, "Take your place."    

With that said, Chu Yan took a step forward.    

It was as if a fierce wind had just swept up at the scene.    

Everyone's vision blurred!    

Swish!    

In the next moment, heads flew up to the sky.    

Everyone was shocked and terrified to see that in the blink of an eye, Chu Yan had already charged several tens of meters forward.    

A drop of blood slowly flowed down along the blade of the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd and dripped down.    

At this moment, the head of the cultivator, who was in the midst of rebutting him, was already flying in the air with an expression of confusion, bewilderment, and surprise on his face.    

As for the headless body, only after a while did it spit out a mouthful of blood. It swayed a few times before finally crashing onto the ground.    

"Hmm, do you want me to say that a second time?" Chu Yan looked at everyone.    

This time, no one dared to object.    

As long as one was not a fool, they could still separate life and storage bag at this moment.    

In an instant, storage bag were all thrown to the ground.    

Their master, with a face full of panic, ran in the direction he had come from without looking back.    

He was lucky enough to have kept his life today.    

They didn't dare to ask for more.    

In an instant, only Chu Yan, Lin Miaoran and the three Wanhai Sect s were left at the scene.    

Handsome happily went to eat the corpse on the ground.    

After receiving Chu Yan's gaze, Lin Miaoran went to pick up the scattered storage bag.    

Each and every one of these storage bag were bulging, and must be filled with all sorts of cultivation resources.    

Lin Miaoran could not help but sigh. Just this short period of time, the treasures that she had obtained were countless times more than the treasures she had obtained from searching for them in the various tombs.    

Chu Yan then turned around and walked to the front of the Wan Hai Sect Disciple.    

This disciple looked at him with a face full of anticipation, "Have you made your decision yet?"