Uchiha Wang Yan

"Hey, Song Yun, do you think we'll lure Wang Yan here?"

In a mountain range somewhere in Blood Rock Land, two figures swaggered through the forest. Then one of them looked around warily and whispered.

"Don't worry, if nothing unexpected happens, our whereabouts have become common knowledge in Blood Rock Land thanks to Su Qi and the others' deliberate leaks over the past few days."

"If Wang Yan finds out about this, he will definitely attack us. After all, his sister died at the hands of our Yuan Sect, and he certainly won't let this opportunity pass him by," Song Yun whispered.

This brief conversation revealed the Fire Division's plan: to use Song Yun and Pang Lie as bait to lure Wang Yan out.

"Even if Wang Yan falls for it, do you think Senior Brother Lin has the strength to defeat him?" Pang Lie nodded slightly, then thought of something and whispered.

Upon hearing this, Song Yun frowned slightly, because he was also somewhat unsure of himself.

After all, Wang Yan's ability to rank second on the Sect Wanted List is no fluke. In addition, he has undergone the brutal training of the Blood Rock Land, making his combat experience extremely rich. To capture him, at least two or even three Spirit General would need to be deployed simultaneously.

As the newly appointed Fire Division Spirit General, Lin Langtian is powerful and has an impressive record, but whether he can defeat Wang Yan is still uncertain.

However, just as Song Yun and Pang Lie were whispering to each other, the next moment, they seemed to sense something, their expressions suddenly froze, and they immediately stopped in their tracks, looking ahead with extremely solemn eyes.

Where their gazes converged, there stood a massive tree, as thick as two people could encircle it. And from behind that giant tree, a figure slowly emerged.

Upon seeing this figure, Song Yun and Pang Lie's expressions immediately became very serious.

"Wang Yan ..."

Song Yun and the other man narrowed their eyes as they stared at the figure that had suddenly appeared, and said in a low voice.

With their exceptional eyesight, they could see that it was a figure dressed in a gray robe.

The gray-robed figure had long, disheveled hair hanging down his back, and most strikingly, he carried a large black sword on his back.

The black greatsword was about ten feet long, and a chillingly sinister aura emanated from its blade.

The gray-robed figure's face wasn't particularly handsome, but it was quite pleasing to the eye. However, the eyes beneath his hair displayed a numbness devoid of emotion, and those dark eyes sent a chill down one's spine.

Moreover, what made Song Yun and his companion most serious was that they sensed an extremely strong aura of danger emanating from the gray-robed figure.

That's the smell that only appears when two battle-hardened wolves meet on the grasslands...

Even in the extremely competitive Yuan Sect, such a dangerous figure rarely appears. The sudden appearance of this gray-robed man caused Song Yun and his companion to shrink their eyes and involuntarily swallow.

At this moment, Wang Yan, the Gray-robed Man, slowly raised his head and looked at Song Yun and the other man's numb eyes, a crimson color appearing on them.

"Two of the Personal Disciple Grand Disciple the Yuan Sect, I never expected to catch two big fish today. You two may now join my sister in the underworld..."

The Gray-robed Man stared at Song Yun and Pang Lie in front of him. A bloodthirsty look appeared on his almost ruthless face. An unusually hoarse voice slowly came out of his mouth, exuding a strong sense of killing intent.

Sensing this aura, Song Yun and Pang Lie couldn't help but tremble, but they quickly regained their composure and said, "Wang Yan, you have killed many of my Yuan Sect members. Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Fear death?"

Upon hearing this, a mocking look appeared on Wang Yan's numb and emotionless face, and he sneered.

"Ever since my sister died at the hands of your Yuan Sect, I have only one thought in my mind: to kill, kill, kill, kill all of you Yuan Sect scum."

As for death, it's long since beyond my consideration. If I can wipe out everyone in the Yuan Sect, what does death matter!

As his words, filled with a frenzied and brutal killing intent, fell, Wang Yan immediately looked at Song Yun and the other man, as if they were already dead, and said, "If you have no last words to say, then I will take your lives!"

"Hmph, what an arrogant tone! Today, the two of us will see what strength you, Wang Yan, truly possess!" Song Yun and Pang Lie exchanged a glance and said angrily.

As the two of them were the Personal Disciple Grand Disciple of the Yuan Sect, they were furious to be looked down upon like this.

Boom!

The next moment, two powerful and surging Yuan energies burst forth from Song Yun and the other person's bodies almost simultaneously. The strength of those Yuan energies had reached the peak of the Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage.

Whoosh!

Song Yun and his companion shot out simultaneously, each conjuring a flaming spear in their hands, radiating a powerful aura.

The two appeared before Wang Yan in a flash, like two rockets, their flaming spears unleashing a violent shockwave as they aimed straight for Wang Yan's face.

Just as Song Yun and his companion's attack arrived, Wang Yan also made a sudden move. In that instant, a fierce and cold aura burst forth from his body, like a ferocious lone wolf.

In an instant, Wang Yan took two steps back, clenched his fist, and the black giant sword behind him flew out and landed in his hand.

"Black Demon Slash!"

Wang Yan gripped a black heavy sword, his face cold and indifferent. Without any fancy swordsmanship, his boundless Yuan energy surged wildly before he unleashed a furious slash.

Call out!

A massive black sword light, like a bolt of lightning, shot straight out from the tip of Wang Yan's sword, then tore through the air and slammed heavily into the two flaming spears!

Bang!

A deep sound exploded in mid-air, followed by a burst of black light and fire. The Chang Ling sword light, as if out of control, poured out wildly, cutting the entire mountain range into countless holes.

At the same time, facing Wang Yan's powerful sword moves, Song Yun and the other two's expressions changed slightly. The opponent's profound strength was beyond their expectations.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, the black Sword Qi, seemingly indestructible, swiftly severed the flaming spears in the hands of Song Yun and Pang Lie, and then, with lightning speed, continued to slash at Song Yun and Pang Lie.

"Not good!"

Upon seeing this, Song Yun and Pang Lie's expressions changed drastically. However, before they could resist, the black Sword Qi slammed into Song Yun and Pang Lie's chests.

Ah!

With two screams, Song Yun and Pang Lie were instantly slammed to the ground by the powerful Sword Qi, like two kites with broken strings, creating two huge craters.

They struggled to climb out of the deep pit. The two men were pale and weak, and each had a very long and narrow sword wound on their chest, from which blood gushed out, a truly horrifying sight.

"Cough cough, quick, send the signal quickly."

Seeing that he and his companion had been severely injured by Wang Yan in one move, Pang Lie no longer cared about saving face and hurriedly shouted to Song Yun.

Upon hearing this, Song Yun nodded solemnly and then took out a small, red, cylindrical object from his pocket.

As Song Yun activated his Yuan Power, a thick beam of crimson light suddenly erupted from the crimson cylinder in Song Yun's palm, finally breaking through the forest and disappearing directly into the sky.

A crimson beam of light pierced through the forest and disappeared into the clouds. Then, like a giant crimson shield, it descended from the sky. The commotion was clearly visible within a radius of a hundred miles.

Upon seeing the signal, Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Wang Yan and sneered, "Wang Yan, you've been tricked. My Fire Division's men will be here soon. Today, you won't be able to escape!"

Upon hearing Song Yun's words, Wang Yan's numb and ruthless eyes remained unchanged. Perhaps thinking of something, Wang Yan slowly withdrew the black sword from his hand and said in a hoarse voice.

"Since that's the case, then I'll wait here. For every member of the Yuan Sect who comes, I'll kill them!"

"Hmph, what a boastful tone!"

Shortly after Wang Yan finished speaking, a cold snort suddenly rang out, followed by a streak of crimson light that flashed by and transformed into a human figure.

This man, dressed in a blue robe, was handsome. A gentle breeze blew, and his long hair fluttered in the wind. In terms of temperament, he was worthy of being called one of the most outstanding young people in the Eastern Xuan Region.

This person was none other than Lin Langtian, the newly appointed Spirit General of the Fire Division.

"Call out!"

"Call out!"

"Call out!"

After Lin Langtian appeared, dozens more sounds of wind breaking rang out, which were the Fire Division troops led by Su Qi who stayed behind to guard the Blood Rock Land.

At the same time, the crimson pillar of light was so conspicuous that, in addition to Lin Langtian and his group, it also attracted some curious Blood Rock Land experts.

However, these people clearly recognized the Yuan Sect members, so they just watched curiously from the outside and had no intention of interfering.

Are you alright?

At this moment, Lin Langtian looked at Song Yun and the other person behind him, his gaze lingering on the wounds on their chests for a moment, and said.

"It's nothing serious, just a tough one. No wonder he's ranked second on the Sect Wanted List." Song Yun and the other shook their heads and said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Lin Langtian nodded slightly, then shifted his gaze to the gray-clad man opposite him.

This person was clearly none other than Dao Sect Wang Yan.

In Lin Langtian's perception, the gray-clad man in front of him was like a machine of hatred, exuding a strong sense of resentment that made one's heart tremble.

At this moment, Lin Langtian thought of the sect competition in the original timeline. If Lin Dong hadn't appeared, the Dao Sect, under his leadership, would have been crushed and even completely annihilated if it had clashed head-on with the Yuan Sect.

A guy whose reason has been completely clouded by hatred.

"So this is the reinforcement you've invited, the force you're here to capture me Wang Yan?"

At this moment, Wang Yan's numb and ruthless eyes looked at Lin Langtian and the others, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he mocked in a hoarse voice.

Apart from Lin Langtian, who gave him a mysterious and unpredictable feeling, the rest were just ordinary disciples of the Fire Division, which made Wang Yan somewhat disappointed.

After all, if more people came, he could kill more Yuan Sect bastards to avenge his sister.

"How dare you! Standing before you is my Fire Division Spirit General, Senior Brother Lin Langtian!" Seeing Wang Yan's disdainful expression, Song Yun, who was standing to the side, was immediately dissatisfied and quickly reprimanded him.

Pang Lie sneered, "Wang Yan, with Senior Brother Lin taking action, this place will be your death ground today!"

"Fire Division Spirit General?"

As Song Yun and the other person finished speaking, countless eyes in the sky immediately focused on Lin Langtian.

Even in the entire Eastern Xuan Region, the eight Spirit General of the Yuan Sect have a considerable reputation. After all, as the leading force in the Eastern Xuan Region, Yuan Sect's power is already extremely strong. The Three Young Kings and Eight Spirit Generals, who are the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Yuan Sect, are almost synonymous with the strongest geniuses in the Eastern Xuan Region.

"Huh, I remember that the Fire Division Spirit General was Ling Chi? This Lin Langtian, what an unfamiliar name."

"I have a clansman in the Yuan Sect. According to him, Lin Langtian seems to be a newly emerging genius in the Fire Division. He defeated Ling Chi and replaced the latter as Spirit General in less than half a year after joining the Yuan Sect."

"What?! He became a Spirit General in less than half a year after joining the Yuan Sect? What terrifying talent!"

"Yes, but Wang Yan is not weak either. He is not only one of the top geniuses in the Dao Sect, but also ranked second on the Sect Wanted List. Isn't it too presumptuous of the Yuan Sect to only send one Spirit General?"

"Who knows? Anyway, everyone knows about the conflict between the Yuan Sect and Dao Sect. We can just watch the show. Who wins or loses is none of our business."

"Hehe, Brother Jia is right. We're just here for the excitement. Yuan Sect Spirit General versus the second most wanted Sect Wanted List —this is a rare and exciting battle..."

Whispers of surprise rippled through the air as everyone's eyes darted between Lin Langtian and Wang Yan, their hearts filled with anticipation.

"Oh, the new Spirit General of the Fire Division."

Amidst the whispers filling the air, a flicker of emotion suddenly appeared on Wang Yan's previously numb and indifferent face.

His cold, ruthless eyes looked at Lin Langtian, and he said hoarsely, "The previous Spirit General of the Fire Division was named Ling Chi, right? I didn't expect you to replace him. But then again, your Yuan Sect has always been ruthless and only the fittest survive."

At this point, Wang Yan drew his black sword again, a cold glint reflecting into his eyes. When the glint faded, his numb and ruthless face was revealed.

"Since you were able to defeat Ling Chi, you must have some skill. So, are you ready to face death?" Wang Yan looked at Lin Langtian as if he were a dead man.

Upon hearing the news of Wang Yan's death, Lin Langtian frowned slightly. Although the death of one's own sister would indeed evoke immense resentment, to reduce oneself to a killing machine driven solely by hatred—this guy's personality was truly extreme.

This guy shouldn't be surnamed Wang; he should be surnamed Uchiha.

Shaking his head, Lin Langtian felt some sympathy for the guy, but he wouldn't forget his mission.

"If you want to kill me, then let me see what you're capable of," Lin Langtian said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan remained expressionless. He held the black sword in his hand, and as if he had thought of something, a look of nostalgia appeared in his numb eyes. He looked at Lin Langtian and said hoarsely.

"If we could kill a Yuan Sect Spirit General, my sister would be overjoyed in the afterlife..."