Chapter 9 Lightning Symbol

  "Final warning to you, don't play tricks on me, follow me obediently, otherwise, I won't mind hurting anyone." The white-clothed person on the left stepped forward slowly, his right hand slowly tightening from his sleeve, and the surrounding pressure became even stronger.

  "Little guy, we've been searching for you with great difficulty. We're not in a good mood now, so it's best not to provoke us." The white-clothed person on the right slowly raised their hand, and a misty white fog swirled around their fingertips, giving off an enchanting beauty, but everyone knew that this thing was definitely not simple.

  Tang Yan took two tentative steps, and suddenly felt that the cold eyes had locked onto him. His heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare to make another move. Yang Ruyan was already exhausted, and had no strength left to resist. On one hand, she was secretly cursing Tang Yan as a scoundrel, while on the other hand, she was thinking of ways to use him to escape.

  "Have you thought it through?" The man on the left swung the rope in his hand, smiling playfully, his eyes lingering on Yang Ruyan's white and tender legs from time to time, revealing a hint of greed and lust.

  "Alright, I surrender." Tang Yan hesitated for a moment before finally lowering his head in defeat and raising his hands in a helpless gesture.

  "Alright, very good, tie yourself up." The man in white nodded in satisfaction and casually tossed the rope to Tang Yan.

  However... Tang Yan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his hands, which had not yet been fully raised, suddenly shook violently. The two lightning talismans that had been quietly infused with spiritual energy were flung towards the two white-robed men.

  What's going on? The man in white was startled but unafraid, his toes twitching as he easily dodged to the side.

  But he never thought that what Tang Yan threw out was not a hidden weapon, but a card filled with lightning symbols. In the moment it approached them, it exploded with a loud bang, and the explosive lightning instantly filled an area of ten meters around them, like two balls of lightning falling from the sky. The frantic energy instantly shattered the surrounding trees into powder, turning them into fragments that filled the air.

  The terrifying power even made Tang Yan take a deep breath in surprise.

  The lightning was overbearing and unmatched, shocking and frightening. The ancient trees around were shattered and broken, and the dust in the sky rose violently and rolled. The brutal force of the thunder also shrouded the two white-clothed men who could not dodge.

  Ah!! The two men in white robes let out a mournful and pained cry, their entire bodies charred black, their hair standing on end. The lightning ravaged their flesh and bones, making them endure immense suffering.

  "You... you actually have a Thunder Symbol Card?" Yang Ruyan's small mouth was agape, as if she had seen a ghost, staring at the scene before her. Tang Yan had already darted out like a cheetah, his spiritual energy circulating within him, his fists surging with cyan flames. Before the lightning had fully dissipated, he had sped to the front and arrived in front of the white-robed man.

  "Die!!" Tang Yan let out a loud roar, his body bursting forth like a shot, his fists burning with flames as he charged towards the man in white.

  The man in white had not yet come to his senses when he was suddenly hit by Tang Yan's fist, and the blue flame immediately stuck to his skin, quickly burning and devouring, as if it had a life of its own, burrowing inside.

  "What the hell is this?!" The man in white was shocked and furious, desperately dodging, but Tang Yan advanced inch by inch, not giving him any chance to catch his breath. His spiritual power surged wildly towards his arms, the blue flames growing more intense as his fists came crashing down on the man in white like a stormy rain.

  "Yang Ruyan, what are you waiting for? Kill him!!" Tang Yan shouted as he launched a frenzied attack, while anxiously yelling out. There was also a white-robed figure beside him; if he relaxed even slightly, he would be the one to die.

  "Good luck then." Yang Ruyan was slightly moved, but quickly turned cold and rushed towards the forest, disappearing without a trace after a few flashes.

  "Stinky slut! Watch out, I'll finish you off!" Tang Yan cursed and launched a flurry of punches again. He yanked down the package on the white-robed man's body and swiftly retreated. This was a third-level Wu Ling strongman, not someone who could be destroyed by two thunderballs, let alone challenged by a single martial artist like himself. Although the cyan flames were somewhat eerie, they were far from enough to make up for the difference in levels.

  At this moment, Tang Yan was extremely decisive and ran wildly in the same direction as Yang Ruyan. However, after running out for nearly a hundred meters, he fabricated a clue pointing towards Yang Ruyan's position and turned around to escape in the opposite direction.

  Frame him? He's on his way!

  In the woods, two people in white clothes were covered in black soot, their hair standing on end, wounds with skin and flesh exposed, dripping scarlet blood. The person being heavily cared for by Tang was even more pitiful, with many parts of his body burned by green flames, leaving gruesome wounds, some places still emitting green smoke.

  The two men's wolf-toothed masks had fallen off, revealing their faces twisted in pain and resentment. They panted heavily as they gathered strength to heal their wounds, while staring viciously in the direction where Tang Yan had disappeared: "You damned rabbit, you're really asking for it, thinking we don't dare kill people?"

  Tang Yan sped through the forest, running for thousands of miles until he felt he had shaken off the white-clothed man. He stopped to catch his breath and hastily tore open the package he had snatched, fortunately finding two more cards of the same type inside. Recalling the power of the two lightning cards from earlier, he felt a thrill mixed with fear, thinking that once he returned to the Tang family, he would have to find a way to get more of these cards - they were just too suitable for sneak attacks.

  Carefully picking up the lightning talisman, Tang Yan once again took out the package from his bosom, which was also snatched from Yang Ruyan's body. After rummaging through it roughly, apart from a pile of clothes and undergarments, there was also a wooden plaque - Phantom Spirit True!

  "Phantom Spirit True? Yang Family's Martial Art?" According to Tang Er Gongzi's memory, this was the Yang Family's ancestral martial art, and only members of the Yang Family were qualified to cultivate it. In the early stages, it could make one's body as light as a feather, increasing movement speed. At the intermediate stage, it could condense spiritual energy into wings, soaring through the skies. In the later stages, when speed reached its peak, it could create many illusory afterimages that were almost real.

  It is said that the master of the Yang family has already condensed into a phantom similar to his true body, and can even replace himself in battle!

  Bizarre and terrifying, it's a top-notch spiritual martial art!

  Tang Yan's heart secretly rejoiced, having finally found a suitable martial skill. As the sky gradually darkened, he once again found a relatively safe place to rest, too hungry to care that his stomach was growling loudly. He hastily took out the wooden sign and studied it, but... apart from the four characters "Huan Ying Ling Zhen", there were no other words on the wooden sign.

  "What's going on?"

  According to Tang Er Gongzi's memory, some martial arts seem to require special methods to study.

  "Damn it, how do I practice?!" Tang Yan racked his brains, but couldn't find a solution from Tang Er Gongzi's memories, only a bunch of white buttocks or thighs.

  Tang Yan leaned weakly against the tree, with a feeling of a lion eating a hedgehog not knowing how to start. His stomach protested even more fiercely, but there was no food on his body, and he didn't dare hunt and kill demonic beasts himself. Even if he had good luck and caught one, he didn't dare to openly set up a fire pit to roast it.

  Silently soothing the protesting belly, Tang Yan calmed down the chaotic heartbeat, lying on his back under the tree canopy, staring blankly at the vast expanse of stars, recalling the scenes from the past half day.

  This was the first night after arriving on the mainland of Qitian, a bit embarrassing but full of excitement.

  Much more exciting than tomb raiding in past lives.

  Infinite lives thrive and survive in this alien world, boundless regions are born from the heavens and earth, and there is also unscrupulous slaughter, with the strong being revered as the law of survival. Here, as long as you have power and influence, as long as you have strength, you can indulge freely, and you can dominate all things.

  This is indeed a magical world...

  Tang Yan was really tired and fell asleep gradually as he thought about it.

  Actually, Tang Yan's position was already in the inner circle of the mystical forest. Unless it was a powerful warrior, basically no one dared to sleep on the tree so recklessly, otherwise they might be eaten by nocturnal beasts as food.

  Tang Yan was unclear about the situation, and he was really too tired, so he wasn't being very careful. However, his luck was still pretty good. The dense forest was unexpectedly quiet tonight, except for some faint beast howls and bird calls coming from afar. There were no demonic beasts moving around in this area.

  The next morning, Tang Yan woke up leisurely, stretched his waist comfortably, and jumped down from the tree, continuing to walk deeper into the forest, hoping to find a few students or instructors from the academy to guide him in the right direction.

  Deep in the dense forest, ancient trees stretch towards the sky, their roots and trunks intertwined, branches stretching down to the ground, some even thicker than the ancient trees themselves. The deeper you go inside, the more massive and densely packed the trees become.

  But as he walked and walked, Tang Yan finally realized something was off.

  Where are the monsters? Along the way, except for faintly hearing some beast roars and bird calls, I haven't seen a single shadow of a monster.

  Is it just good luck? Or...

  Slowly, Tang Yan's face turned solemn, and in this mystical forest where demonic beasts roamed free, there was only one reason for this situation to occur... that is, they had intruded into the territory of a certain powerful demonic beast!

  To have its own territory, and a territory of such scale, this demon beast must be incredibly powerful.

  Tang Yanmeng was born with a mind to retreat, but looking around at the dense forest, suddenly discovered... oh dear, got lost!

  Uh... Uh-uh... Uh-uh... Uh...

  A strange noise came from afar, as if some particularly heavy object was squeezing the branches, and the ground seemed to be shaking slightly.

  Tang Yan swiftly climbed up the ancient tree, concentrated his mind and looked into the distance, his face suddenly changed!

  A massive, purple creature emerged from the forest, its body tens of meters long and several meters high. It moved forward with a thunderous roar, its twisted body resembling a gigantic snake at first glance. However, its entire body was covered in purple scales that shone brightly in the morning light. Upon closer inspection, four purple flesh wings were visible on its back, also covered in sharp scales. The serpent-like head had three two-meter-long bony spines protruding from it, resembling a row of sharp spears pointing towards the sky, with hints of electricity swirling around them.

  "My god, what kind of monster is this?" Tang Yan had already seen the White-Eyed Wolf, and knew what a so-called "monster" looked like, but he never thought there would be such a terrifying giant creature. Could it be... that this was the real monster?

  With this physique and such intense killing intent, he's at least comparable to Wu Wang!

  Tang Yan thought silently, gazing far away until the massive serpent disappeared into the depths of the forest before he came back to his senses. Originally intending to hurry and escape far away, lest he become the serpent's appetizer. But after a moment's consideration, his eyes lit up, and he carefully followed, first arriving at the spot where the serpent had crushed its way through, then rapidly dashing off in the opposite direction.

  It's just dawn now, the demon snake is likely to go hunting, but there are no signs of demon beast activity within a radius of several miles, so the demon snake should not leave for a short time this time.

  Tang Yan's target is... Snake Nest!!

  It has to be said that Tang Yan has performed the idiom "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger" to the extreme.

  He didn't know what kind of monster snake this was, nor did he know its terror, and even less about the consequences of digging up its lair. Now he just wanted to get some food or pick up some treasure.