After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

When Zhou Yan arrived at Jing'an Community, he did see some luxury cars, some even limited editions, coming and going in and out of the community. Various handsome security guards were stationed at the entrance of the community, and even patrol cars were on patrol once an hour.

Because of taxation, the more upscale the neighborhood, the more taxes it pays. As a result, the police focus more on security in upscale neighborhoods. As for the slums, they can't squeeze a drop of money out of them, and the police basically leave them to their own devices.

Zhou Yan added a completely transparent keyword to his profile and sneaked into the community gate, which was heavily guarded by security personnel.

According to the information provided by Liu Nanshan, Wei Bai's residence appears to be Villa No. 15 in the villa area.

Following the road signs, Zhou Yan soon found Villa No. 15.

This is a three-story villa with its own outdoor swimming pool and garden. The decoration style is comfortable and minimalist, and the area looks to be over 800 square meters.

It's the kind of place where you can tell at a glance that it cost a fortune to build.

Unfortunately, the owner of this expensive and beautiful place is now about to face the wrath of the iron fist.

Zhou Yan didn't care who was coercing Wei Bai or what difficulties he was facing. Anyway, for the sake of the millions of people in Dongyang Prefecture, he could just eat less.

A demigod can't survive anywhere; at best, he can only manage a decent life.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes outside the wall of Villa No. 15 and began to gaze intently.

In Zhou Yan's vision of the future, he had climbed over the wall.

Inside the wall is a flower bed, and opposite the flower bed is a swimming pool.

Several swimsuit-clad beauties were laughing and tossing small balls at each other in the pool. Outside the pool, a few male servants were setting up a barbecue grill, grilling beef and mutton. The strong aroma of oil wafted out, making Zhou Yan swallow hard.

Zhou Yan glanced at the barbecue, then with great determination turned his head back and walked into the main building of the villa.

The villa has three floors. The first floor has a living room and a kitchen. Several middle-aged people with female companions were sitting in the living room, exchanging information about "logistics" and "new policies"—things that Zhou Yan couldn't understand.

Zhou Yan walked up the stairs from the first floor to the second floor and arrived at the door of a master bedroom that was slightly ajar.

All the other room doors were closed, but this room door was half-open, which immediately indicated a serious problem.

Zhou Yan opened the door and went inside.

The bedroom was filled with a faint scent of a young girl's body and the smell of a man's sweat. Following the scent, Zhou Yan saw a man lying on the only bed in the bedroom.

Wei Bai.

That guy who made Liu Nanshan feel afraid and wanted him to get rid of him.

The demigod was now lying on the bed, his hands on his lower abdomen, looking calm and peaceful, as if he were sleeping soundly and peacefully.

But there was no breathing, no body temperature, and no heartbeat.

Zhou Yan opened Wei Bai's attribute panel.

Zhou Yan didn't look at the extra attributes, but he did see two familiar words in Wei Bai's status bar—"dregs".

Zhou Yan was taken aback, then rushed to Wei Bai and reached out to touch Wei Bai's face.

The feel was extremely strange. Wei Bai was clearly a demigod, but when Zhou Yan stroked him, his body felt like a water-filled balloon, and pressing it down felt like pressing down on a water sac.

Zhou Yan tore off a piece of skin from Wei Bai's face, and instantly, a stream of clear water gushed out from the tear.

Wei Bai was like a deflated balloon, quickly drying up after the water flowed out, and soon he became a human skin.

This is... a demon...

Although the mummified state of Wang Siming and Dongfang Shuo is different, the attribute of "medicinal dregs" clearly indicates that the essence of the body has been drained by something.

Moreover, the inhalation hadn't been going on for very long, because on the first floor, by the pool, there was still a group of people discussing things as if nothing was wrong, and they obviously hadn't noticed anything amiss with Wei Bai in the master bedroom on the second floor.

Zhou Yan checked Wei Bai's time of death.

Ten minutes ago!

The murderer might still be nearby.

Zhou Yan quickly stopped staring. Just as he turned to leave, an intense, explosive sense of crisis erupted from his tailbone, and goosebumps immediately rose on his back.

"Oh, my little darling, we've met again so many times in life..."

A mocking voice came from beside Zhou Yan, who was completely transparent.

Zhou Yan stiffly twisted his neck, his hand reaching for his phone in his pocket, intending to call Zhuque, Xuanwu, Xiao Yanjun, and the others for help. However, in the future vision, his phone was clearly in a state of no signal, and he couldn't make calls or send messages.

This is clearly abnormal; something must be interfering with my phone's communication.

Zhou Yan turned his neck toward the source of the sound, where two people were standing. One was wearing a slightly revealing black bikini, with long black hair cascading down her back to her waist. Her delicate features and figure, even more beautiful than a model's, made her a stunningly beautiful girl, almost a perfect 8 out of 10.

The beautiful girl held a strawberry-flavored popsicle, licking it lightly with her tongue, but her eyes were fixed on Zhou Yan, filled with a greedy and possessive desire.

Zhang Ye...

This guy isn't dead?!

Didn't Xuanwu deal with Zhang Ye?

How could Zhang Ye escape from Xuanwu's clutches?

Standing next to Zhang Ye was a man two meters tall, whose muscles swelled to an inhuman degree as if he had taken hormones. However, despite his imposing strength, the man's eyes were dull and lifeless, with only occasional glimpses of death appearing in them.

Zhang Ye was fine, and Zhou Yan didn't sense much of a threat from this woman, but the man beside Zhang Ye was.

Zhou Yan opened the man's profile page.

His Dharma name is Wusheng (无生).

Age: 229.

Height: 221 cm.

Weight: 320 kg.

Personal attributes.

Power: 53500

Neural reaction speed: 23500

Agility: 23500

Endurance: ∞

Intelligence: 50 (Speed ​​only)

Spirit: 50

Perception: 50.

Bloodline: Demon Arhat.

Fruit position passive skill.

Becoming a demon: The Buddha-nature is reversed, and the fetus contains demonic nature.

Killing: Killing is for the purpose of protecting life; it is to sever karma, not to kill people.

Demonic: Greatly enhances all destructive skills.

Arhatship: Immortal body, increased resistance to all types of damage, and significantly increased lifespan.

Alaya-vijnana: It illuminates the vast universe and sees through illusions.

The Heart Sutra of Acala: Stand like iron, sit like steel, remain as immovable as a mountain.

Demonic Vajra Fist: Blessed by demonic power, it is invincible and devastating.

Land Immortal (Pseudo): Guaranteed master of all Buddhist martial arts.

The Three-Three Return to Origin Scripture: This skill cannot be used.

God-level Awakener...

The demonic Arhat beside Zhang Ye is a god-level awakened being. The difference between a god-level awakened being and other awakened beings is that their divine nature and a certain attribute will be ∞.

Zhou Yan hasn't seen any divine attributes in this Demon Arhat yet, but its infinite endurance indicates that this Demon Arhat definitely possesses god-level combat power.

Zhang Ye, standing next to the Demon Arhat, bit into an ice pop. After taking a bite, he said something suggestive.

"Wife, you're in such a hurry to offer yourself up to me, it's putting me in a difficult position, but it's alright."

Zhang Ye's long eyelashes, one above the other, perfectly showcased the alluring charm of this woman who was once a man.

"I'm not full yet, I'll have another one of you..."

Zhang Ye licked his lips.

"It's okay."

Zhang Ye couldn't wait to see Zhou Yan spouting threats while simultaneously revealing a satisfied expression.

The demonic Arhat beside Zhang Ye vanished instantly.

Zhou Yan's eyes widened, and the next second he disappeared. The next second, he flashed into a villa.

monster……

From the moment Zhou Yan saw the Demon Arhat, he used his all-seeing eye to observe the Demon Arhat's future. Presumably due to his status as a true god, Zhou Yan could only see the Demon Arhat's future five seconds ahead.

The future five seconds from now is extremely bizarre.

When Zhou Yan saw the Demon Arhat's fist, he realized that no matter how he dodged, the maximum probability of him being able to dodge it was no more than 1%.

Once hit, one will immediately lose all combat ability.

This demonic Arhat's demonic Arhat Fist can directly pierce through the life force of a living being, causing even an awakened being like Zhou Yan to suffer a physical breakdown.

"Oh!"

The wall surrounding the villa where Zhou Yan was located suddenly collapsed. The Demon Arhat, whose attacks Zhou Yan, who was always proud of his fancy footwork, dared not dodge at all, crashed through the outer wall and rapidly approached Zhou Yan.

The crisis, so intense it made your scalp tingle, exploded once again.

Zhou Yan tore open his own miniature universe and took out a miniature universe spell that he had taken from the corpses of Su Qing and Su Changqing when he killed them.

If I can't avoid it, can't I at least run away?

Zhou Yan activated the Lesser Universe Spell, and in the blink of an eye, the Demon Arhat's fist struck Zhou Yan's lower abdomen.

……

Five kilometers away from Jing'an residential area, there is a park.

"Crash..."

A dark shadow appeared in mid-air from the flower bed in the park and fell down, breaking several branches of the canopy of a three-meter-tall camphor tree in the center of the flower bed.

"Boom..."

The shadow, slowed by the camphor tree canopy, landed on the ground.

A few seconds later, Zhou Yan struggled to turn over.

The Demon Arhat was nearly twice as fast as Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan escaped using the lightning escape technique of the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder. While Zhou Yan was using the Lesser Universe Mantra to relocate, the Demon Arhat took advantage of the moment the Lesser Universe Mantra was activated and struck Zhou Yan in the abdomen with a Demonic Vajra Fist.

Zhou Yan suddenly became listless and weak.

It won't kill you, but your physical strength has dropped to its limit.

"Snapped……"

A small foot wearing crystal-strap sandals suddenly descended from the sky and landed in front of Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan could see that the foot in front of him had five pink toes and black nail polish.

Zhou Yan struggled to get up, supporting himself with one hand, but his palm pressed down halfway on the ground before he couldn't hold on and fell back down.

This killing state is at its peak right now, and Zhou Yan's physical strength is as weak as an infant's.

Zhou Yan said in a trembling voice.

"Miss, I...I might be injured. Could you...help me up?"

Zhou Yan checked his condition and realized that the Demonic Arhat's Demonic Vajra Fist would need to continue for three days and three nights to completely eliminate the "killing" effect.

It's unlikely that I'll be able to recover from this physical weakness anytime soon.

A clear, light laugh, like the tinkling of silver bells.

"Of course, Xiao Yan..."

That sound...

It looks somewhat familiar...

Nine Phoenixes!