Overriding the Heaven

Feeling that his end was near, he asked his disciples and family members to prepare in advance.    

    

And the content of the conversation he'd just had with the middle-aged man beside him was about what had happened to him.    

    

"Actually, I had a premonition that you would return a few days ago." The old man said with a smile.    

    

Although the old man looked much thinner and older than his master in his memories, what Zhao Tong saw in the old man's eyes was satisfaction and love.    

    

It seemed that the matter of him killing a few of his senior brothers who had bullied him and then defected to his sect more than ten years ago had not left much of a shadow in the old man's heart.    

    

"Master …" Zhao Tong muttered, but he could not say anything else.    

    

At this time, in his heart, he suddenly felt grateful towards the cultivator that killed the Dragon-Ridge Mountain's bandits, but he could only let him go.    

    

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have come to his senses.    

    

If not for her, he would not have seen his master one last time.    

    

Somehow, the thread of fate had brought him back here.    

    

"This time, I won't be leaving." The old man chuckled and asked.    

    

"I'm not leaving." Zhao Tong nodded.    

    

The originally vicious face that was filled with bloodlust and looting had now turned calm and peaceful as never before.    

    

An aura that he had never experienced before also slowly spread out from Zhao Tong's body.    

    

Three days later, the old man passed away.    

    

In front of the old man's spirit hall, Zhao Tong took out the cultivation technique that Chu Chan'er had bestowed to him.    

    

On a seemingly ordinary winter afternoon of this year, the small and insignificant sect called Shi Yan's faction welcomed a wandering disciple. They also began to try their best to pass on some things in the flood of history, letting out their own fireflies.    

    

It was also on this day that Chu Yan smashed the Zombie Dog Monster to the ground for the first time in the treasury's space.    

    

Zombie Dog Monster's body was as big as a mountain.    

    

Compared to it, Chu Yan was like a rock on a mountain.    

    

However, at this very moment, not only did this rock overturn the entire mountain onto the ground, it also shattered the entire mountain. On its body, a large number of cracks appeared like porcelain.    

    

"Spit again! Spit again!"    

    

His body trembled, and the ice that had been covering his body, broke and fell.    

    

Chu Yan took a step forward. Under the effect of the blood sacrifice technique, his gigantic arm, which was as huge as a giant tree, suddenly grabbed Zombie Dog Monster's dog ears.    

    

The ground shook violently, and the mountains in the distance began to vibrate.    

    

The chains that bound the Zombie Dog Monster were also completely straight at this moment.    

    

After smashing his opponent's head to the ground, Chu Yan felt that it was still not enough, so he raised his arm and punched again.    

    

His fist was like a flaming meteor as it created sparks. With a punch, the head of the furious dog was caved in.    

    

Over a dozen canines flew out and landed around Chu Yan.    

    

Each of these canine teeth was almost two or three stories high.    

    

In Chu Yan's opinion, they were all top tier materials for forging.    

    

In fact, after living with these treasures for more than twenty thousand years, the Zombie Dog Monster itself had become a huge treasure.    

    

Otherwise, its freezing and death energy would not have brought such a great damage to Chu Yan in the very beginning. It would also have been impossible for its body to not explode even after being struck so many times by Chu Yan.    

    

His head was covered in cracks like spider webs.    

    

From the crack, a crimson red light could be seen seeping out.    

    

However, as the light was absorbed and spat out, these cracks began to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

    

However, after receiving so many heavy blows, the Zombie Dog Monster had evidently suffered some injuries as well.    

    

It growled and shook its head, trying to get up from the ground.    

    

As his head swung left and right, the thick and long chain emitted a loud "hualala" sound.    

    

The entire sky of the treasure trove was covered in black clouds at this moment.    

    

The black clouds were like angry dragons twisting around and around in the sky. They were fierce and oppressive, making it hard for people to breathe.    

    

Looking at the dog head that was slowly being raised, in fact, from Chu Yan's perspective, it was a small mountain that was constantly moving up and down.    

    

"You don't seem convinced?"    

    

With that said, Chu Yan stepped onto the Heaven and Earth Chessboard and instantly rushed forward, his fist dropping down once again.    

    

The fist that was ignited by the blood sacrifice technique was like a meteorite that fell from the sky. With a loud boom, the head of the dog was once again smashed into the ground.    

    

A loud sound shook the ground, causing the ground to tremble.    

    

Zombie Dog Monster was lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.    

    

Half of its head was caved in, and terrifying cracks appeared on the surface. One could even see the muscles and bones inside its skull.    

    

After beating the Zombie Dog Monster until he could not get up, Chu Yan raised his head again and looked towards the pile of black clouds in the air.    

    

The black cloud condensed in the air looked like a Canine demon at this moment.    

    

Just that the black cloud of Canine demon, surrounded by dense blood-red lightning, was obviously enraged to the extreme.    

    

"You still can't get over it?" Looking at the black cloud, Chu Yan smiled.    

    

In the next moment, he let out an explosive shout and controlled the Heaven and Earth Chessboard as he charged towards the black cloud in the sky.    

    

In the past dozens of times, he had been beaten without moving.    

    

This time, he had to take the initiative!    

    

The black shadow that had condensed in midair was clearly enraged by Chu Yan at this moment.    

    

At this moment, it was as if a huge hole had been opened in the sky. Black waves poured down and it seemed as if the entire world would be swallowed up in an instant.    

    

The freezing qi and death qi were extremely strong.    

    

The blood colored lightning and lightning, as though they were countless blade and sword beams, fiercely clashed, and rolled towards Chu Yan.    

    

Chu Yan laughed. He did not dodge or use any defensive measures as he went to face the attack.    

    

In an instant, he was engulfed by the black tide.    

    

Frost spread out in all directions at a frightening speed.    

    

Moments later, an iceberg rose up high in this region.    

    

The ice mountain was three thousand feet tall and covered with thick layers of frost and snow. Not only was it incomparably cold, but it also exuded a sense of desolation, dead silence, and despair. It was as if it were a forbidden zone for living beings.    

    

There is only pain and misery here.    

    

The ice mountain took shape, but the black clouds in the sky did not disperse.    

    

Because at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the ice mountain.    

    

In the next moment, the crack started to descend from the peak and fell straight down like a bolt of lightning.    

    

Kacha kacha kacha!    

    

The crisp, cracking sounds continued to resound in his ears.    

    

Bang!    

    

The iceberg exploded from the middle and split into two.    

    

Chu Yan who was sealed inside the ice mountain, was completely unharmed. His eyes flashed as he looked at the sky: "Are you afraid?"    

    

The black cloud in the sky was still moving slowly, and no one could tell what it was thinking.    

    

But Chu Yan did not care about it.    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, his arm once again explosively grew longer.    

    

Not only that, the surging waves of blood also gathered on his arm, carrying with it a scorching heat like that of magma.    

    

Ferocious, powerful, destroyed, all sorts of auras condensed into a wild dragon and tiger at this moment. Along with boiling fresh blood, they filled the heaven and earth and burned up.