Chapter 73: Meteorite Anomaly

Shi Yan strolled leisurely through the Divine Stone Square. Wherever there were corpses, he would appear, and every time he stood beside a corpse for a few dozen seconds, the corpse would gradually wither, its vital energy completely drained.

Due to the intense battles of several powerful warriors, many martial artists who came to observe the competition were also affected. Those with only innate or acquired realm cultivation suffered the most, unable to withstand the aftereffects of the Nirvana realm warriors' battles. Once they came into contact, they could not escape their fate.

In just a few minutes, Shi Yan had wandered around the Divine Stone Square and had already obtained the vital energy of seven acquired realm martial artists and four innate realm martial artists, a bountiful harvest.

Martial artists of the Human Realm were a step above, and even if they endured the aftereffects of the Nirvana realm warriors' battles, they would not die on the spot.

Therefore, there were no corpses of Human Realm martial artists in the Divine Stone Square, which made Shi Yan slightly regretful.

Due to the peculiar acupoints in his body that could absorb the vital energy of the dead, Shi Yan hoped for a more chaotic scene. He incited Shi Jian to attack the Mo family, hoping to create more deaths to help him advance to the Human Realm faster.

Han Feng, like a ghost, always hovered ten meters away from him. No matter where he appeared, Han Feng would always be nearby, watching him, afraid that he might get into trouble.

Ten meters away, Han Feng watched Shi Yan, his eyes full of confusion. During the intense battle in the martial arena, Shi Yan's actions seemed inexplicable. Han Feng did not know what was on Shi Yan's mind and did not ask, only guarding him obediently, fearing that something might happen.

Shi Yan moved through the Divine Stone Square, stopping not far from each corpse. Although the changes in the corpses were strange, Han Feng did not pay much attention, assuming they had been poisoned and were gradually succumbing.

—He never thought that the abnormal conditions of the corpses were all due to Shi Yan.

"Ah!"

Not far away, behind the meteorite, a sudden cry of pain echoed.

Shi Yan's heart stirred, a hint of surprise and joy appearing on his lips, and he hurried over.

Behind the meteorite, a blackened innate realm martial artist was writhing, gradually losing his breath. Clearly, he had been struck by Mo Tuo's lightning. However, he seemed to have some protective martial technique, enduring until he finally died.

Shi Yan stood ten meters away from the meteorite, his expression indifferent, but he could clearly feel the vital energy emanating from the martial artist. Soon, the martial artist's body withered and died, and Shi Yan gained another portion of vital energy.

Han Feng, like a ghost, quietly stood at the other corner of the meteorite, ten meters away, looking at him curiously.

"Strange, did someone secretly poison them? Why are so many people dying in such a strange way?" Shi Yan shook his head, looked up at Han Feng, and said, "Uncle Han, it seems there are some people with ulterior motives in the martial arena."

Han Feng's expression changed, and he nodded, also finding it strange.

"Bang!"

A lightning bolt as thick as an arm shot over like a dragon, striking the meteorite.

"Zzz!"

The meteorite was bathed in electric light, and a circle of silvery moonlight suddenly spread from the meteorite, which was as large as a small hill.

The moonlight was bright and cool, but it quickly disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

Shi Yan and Han Feng, standing beside the meteorite, saw the anomaly clearly.

"Huh!"

Shi Yan let out a light exclamation, frowned, and walked toward the meteorite, extending a hand to touch the mysterious meteorite.

Under the scorching sun, the meteorite felt icy cold, as if it had carried the moonlight for a thousand years, imbued with the coldness of the moon.

The meteorite was heavy, not much different from ordinary green iron stone.

Shi Yan closed his eyes and felt for a while but found no abnormalities, so he let go and frowned, asking Han Feng, "Uncle Han, that meteorite seemed to glow strangely just now. Did you see it?"

"Um." Han Feng nodded lightly, stepped forward, and touched the meteorite, which was said to come from outer space. "There's no change. Perhaps it's because of Mo Tuo's lightning."

"Um, it might be related to Mo Tuo's lightning martial soul." Shi Yan also saw nothing special and nodded, but he still had some doubts. He felt that something was wrong with the meteorite, but he couldn't figure out what, so he didn't think about it further.

"Mo family members! Disperse and return to the Mo family!" Suddenly, from the direction of the martial arena, Mo Tuo's voice boomed.

Shi Yan looked over.

Mo Tuo, under the attack of several people, looked extremely wretched, with blood streaming down his back, clearly severely injured.

After Mo Tuo's roar, he did not dare to continue fighting and endured a blow from Shi Tie, rushing toward the distant commercial street.

Mu Xun, Shi Tie, and Shi Jian, without a word, hurriedly chased after him.

The two towering giants hesitated for a moment, standing in the center of the martial arena, seemingly unwilling to kill them all.

The Mo family members, after Mo Tuo's command, did not dare to stay in the martial arena and scattered, fleeing in all directions.

Shi Yan, behind the meteorite, calmly watched and noticed that the old man with disheveled hair from the Poison Dragon Valley and Li Han were protecting Mo Qi, heading straight for a row of houses on the south side of the Divine Stone Square.

"Mo Qi must not be left alive." Shi Yan took a deep breath and said to Han Feng, "If you don't cut the grass at the root, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows. I'll go and cut Mo Qi's roots."

If you don't cut the grass at the root, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

Han Feng frowned, muttering the two sentences in his mind, finally understanding their meaning. His eyes lit up, and he said softly, "Young Master Yan has the makings of a great man."

Shi Yan didn't say much and immediately left the meteorite, heading in the direction Mo Qi had fled.

Soon, Shi Yan left the Divine Stone Square and was about to step into the narrow streets of the houses when he noticed Shi Tang and several Shi family retainers chasing after him.

"Uncle, I'll take care of Mo Qi. You go after someone else." Shi Yan shouted from a distance.

Shi Tang was taken aback, seeing Shi Yan and scolding, "Where were you earlier? Didn't you know the martial arena was in chaos? If anything happens to you, your grandfather will skin me alive."

"It's fine." Han Feng suddenly appeared behind Shi Yan and said softly.

Seeing Han Feng behind Shi Yan, Shi Tang's expression relaxed, and he smiled. "Alright, you chase Mo Qi. I'll go after Mo Chaotian."

With that, he nodded at Han Feng and quickly left on another path.

A quarter of an hour later.

In a small alley in the southern district, Mo Qi was rushing ahead, full of killing intent.

Suddenly, a figure appeared ahead.

At the corner of the alley, Shi Yan leaned against the wall, a mocking smile on his lips, and said coolly, "Mo Qi, tired of running? Well, you can rest now."

Mo Qi suddenly stopped, his face twisted in rage. "Shi Yan! You killed my brother, I'll make you pay!"

"Pay?" Shi Yan grinned, shook his head, and said, "Mo Zhan hasn't gone far. If you hurry, you might catch up with him. I'm here to send you on your way."

"Master Qi!" Li Han appeared behind Mo Qi, and next to him stood Blood Hand from the Poison Dragon Valley of the Divine Blessing Empire.

"Kill him!" Mo Qi pointed at Shi Yan and said angrily, "He must die!"

"Let the young handle their own affairs. You'd better not interfere," Han Feng suddenly appeared on the roof of a house, looking coldly at Blood Hand and Li Han.

"Blood Hand of the Poison Dragon Valley?" Shi Yan stared at the old man and suddenly said, "You must have refined the Blood Essence Pill, right? Those from the Poison Dragon Valley are indeed the dregs of alchemists, specializing in refining low-grade pills."

"You're asking for death!" Blood Hand's brows furrowed, his face turning sinister. "I didn't want to get involved in your family's affairs, but since you're disrespectful, I'll let you taste the Poison Dragon Valley's methods."

"Young Master Yan, you deal with Mo Qi. I'll take care of Blood Hand and Li Han," Han Feng said softly, lightly descending from the roof and standing between Blood Hand and Li Han.

"Heh, do you really think the Poison Dragon Valley is easy to bully?" Blood Hand laughed sinisterly, suddenly swallowing a pill the size of a longan, which looked like a human heart, red as fresh blood, very strange.

After swallowing the pill, Blood Hand's eyes turned red, his messy hair stood on end, and a thick, bloody smell emanated from his body.

Han Feng's face changed, and he suddenly said, "Young Master Yan, quickly return to the Shi family!"

"Li Han, Mo Qi, kill that disrespectful boy. I'll take care of this old man," Blood Hand grinned, licked his lips, and looked ferocious.

"Uncle Han, be careful," Shi Yan's heart tightened. From Blood Hand's transformation, he sensed something was wrong. He glanced coldly at Han Feng and Mo Qi and hurriedly fled toward the direction of the Bimoon Lake.

Han Feng was about to move when Blood Hand suddenly rushed forward, enveloping him in a thick blood aura, preventing him from leaving.

Li Han and Mo Qi exchanged a glance and, without a word, chased after Shi Yan.

Five minutes later.

At another alley entrance, Li Han and Mo Qi, who had been rushing, suddenly stopped. Mo Qi's face was twisted in rage. "The boy actually stopped running, he must be tired of living!"

"I said I would cut off your family's lineage. I can't go back on my word," Shi Yan stood at the alley entrance, his expression cold.

A mist enveloped his body, and various negative energies flowed out, making him look like a bloodthirsty killer emerging from a sea of blood.

With Han Feng gone, he could finally use his true strength without restraint.

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