"Indeed, if the king were here, they wouldn’t stand a chance, but unfortunately..."

Unfortunately, at this moment, they have no choice but to go all out, ever ready to fight for their lives.

"Yang Yan, where are you, come back quickly..." Guo Guoguo prayed nonstop in her heart for Yang Yan to save the day like a Divine Soldier descending from the heavens, her eyes already red.

"Hoo—"

Yang Yan, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up with a start, then quickly got up and surveyed his surroundings.

It wasn’t Guo Guoguo’s prayers that worked, but Yang Yan’s instinctual response to approaching danger even when unconscious, prompting him to immediately enter a state of alert, ready to respond to any unexpected events.

"Two groups of auras, totaling thirty to forty people, all above Foundation Establishment level..."

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, everything around him was clearly portrayed in Yang Yan’s mind.

"They’re coming!" Yang Yan stood upright, staring at the direction he was sensing.

There lay a closed door, of unknown material, looking rather unremarkable.

Seeing the door, Yang Yan scanned his eyes up, down, left, and right, discovering that he was in a spacious hall, with the walls embedded with several glowing stones, which served as the only source of light.

"Bang!"

Before Yang Yan could probe further, a loud noise came from the giant door.

Turning his gaze, the whole door had been blasted to bits.

As the dust settled, the thirty to forty people Yang Yan sensed were rushing in noisily.

"Follow up quickly! Hurry up! Don’t get bumped by those little brats of the Ten Sects again. Damn it, if it weren’t for fearing their sects’ backing, would I be avoiding them all the way?"

The burly man at the front cursed while calling out to his following crew.

"Don’t be impatient, Biaozi. We’ve come this far; what other people could there be?" said the slender man walking beside him languidly. "You know, we ran all the way ahead of everyone to find this secret place. Apart from us, there won’t be anyone else here..."

However, moments later, he looked ahead in shock, mouth agape and his jaw almost touching the ground, unable to utter a word.

Standing right in front of them was Yang Yan, who had just woken up.

"You... you!" The slender man spat out two words in disbelief.

"Monkey, didn’t you say there was nobody here but us? What’s going on with him..." The burly man pointed at Yang Yan to question the slim man.

"Damn it, you’re asking me, who am I supposed to ask?" the slender man retorted irritably.

Logically, they deliberately avoided crowds, didn’t bother entering already explored ruins, and finally found this untouched building by exploring deep into darkness, they should be the first arrivals.

But now, the person standing before them was clearly suggesting that the cake they thought was within reach had already been snatched by someone else.

"Stop wasting time, deal with this first!"

The slender man was too lazy to think, he signaled to his people with a wink.

Immediately, about half the group rose into the air, then descended around Yang Yan in an array-like fashion, ready to brawl at the slightest disagreement.

"Wait!"

Just as the slender man wanted to attack Yang Yan, the burly man halted him from behind.

"What is it now?" The slender man asked impatiently after being interrupted.

The burly man stared gravely at Yang Yan’s attire and said solemnly, "He’s from the Ancient Abyss Sect."

Hearing this, the slender man’s movements stopped abruptly, turning to stare at the surrounded Yang Yan.

From the moment the group flooded into the hall to being inexplicably surrounded, Yang Yan stood motionless.

Not that he was unwilling to fight, but from waking up until now, his strength only recovered to the early Foundation Establishment stage.

In other words, he was still injured and unfit for exertion; he needed to buy more time for recovery.

And over half of these thirty to forty people had reached the peak of Foundation Establishment!

This situation, even at his full strength, wouldn’t be easy to handle.

Seeing the two men’s pause, Yang Yan guessed that what made these people wary was undoubtedly his identity with Ancient Abyss Sect.

The slender man looked conflicted, as though torn within.

Finally, he raised his head to look at Yang Yan, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes, and asked coldly, "What, are you all alone?"

"That’s right." Yang Yan replied truthfully without much thought.

"Heh! That makes things easier. I suppose no sect would mind losing one or two disciples, right?"

Hearing the slender man’s words, Yang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly but remained silent.

Meanwhile, the burly man’s face changed, asking solemnly, "Are you not afraid of being traced by the Ancient Abyss Sect?"

The slender man glanced at him, sneering, "Only heaven and earth know this, if you don’t speak and we don’t tell, can the Ancient Abyss Sect find out no matter how powerful they are?"

After that, he looked at Yang Yan with killing intent in his eyes as if staring at a dead man.

"Hey..."

Finally, Yang Yan, who had only spoken one word since waking up, initiated, "Do you have medicine on you?"

What?

For a moment, the team led by the slender man were all perplexed.

With words spoken to such an extent, even a fool should understand the current situation, right?

Yet this guy asked if they had medicine in the face of a group of murderous peak Foundation Establishment cultivators?

Could he be so used to a carefree life in the sect, thinking he could get whatever he wanted anywhere?

The slender man, speechless, looked at Yang Yan with mockery in his eyes.

"Kill him."

The slender man casually waved his hand, intending to remove the eyesore before him, but suddenly his pupils contracted, and he retreated violently.

"Boom!"

The next moment, where he originally stood, was filled with thick grayish-white Evil Qi.

And the dozen or so people he led all fell to the ground, half dead.

The power of the Evil Qi Pearl is truly extraordinary!

Yang Yan’s face was pale, suppressing the chaotic Spiritual Power within, sighing inwardly.

Though he had seen the power of a detonated Evil Qi Pearl before, without a reference, its true potency couldn’t be fully grasped.

But now, with the dozen living targets just standing there for Yang Yan, how could he miss such a good opportunity?

No matter how high their cultivation level is, being careless in battle means paying with their lives.

Yang Yan exploited their confidence in victory, stealthily throwing the Evil Qi Pearl into the crowd, successfully detonating it and swiftly dealing with the formidable enemies.

Ah, what a waste...

Using one like this was indeed a waste, causing him a pang of distress.