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The Fatty supported Zhang Yan back home. On the way, Zhang Yan said in a very ashamed tone, "It's all my fault that I lost my mind due to hatred." Before even reaching the main door, he heard an angry shout, "Unfilial son, you still know to come back?"

Hearing that, Fatty's face immediately became gloomy, and he muttered: "This news spread rather quickly."

"Cut the crap, immediately scram back to face the wall. You are not allowed to take even half a step outside the door without my permission," Sun Kai berated Fatty loudly.

Zhang Yan endured the injuries on his body and quickly left the Pingyuan City. Just as he exited the city gates, he discovered that someone was following him. Zhang Yan didn't even need to think to know that it was someone from the Ma Family;

Although the group of people at the back were servants at the fifth or sixth stage of body transformation, to Zhang Yan who was injured, these people were not people he could handle. Zhang Yan did not care that much and immediately rushed into the forest the moment he left the city.

"Quickly chase, don't let this brat escape!" The people behind him shouted as they chased after him.

No one was more familiar with that place than him. Not even fifteen minutes after he ran in, Zhang Yan had already left the person who was chasing after him behind.

After seeing that no one was chasing after him, Zhang Yan dared to stop and rest while leaning on the big tree. The injuries on his body had become even more severe because of the intense running sounds, and Zhang Yan had no choice but to sit down and tend to his injuries.

Zhang Yan lowered his head to look at his chest, only to realize that the ring was blinking, as though it had revived. The Divine Dragon's eyes were emitting a faint red light, following that, the dragon's mouth which was biting onto the dragon's tail opened, and the entire dragon suddenly came to life, transforming into a real dragon that soared into the sky and swam around Zhang Yan. Although this dragon was only an inch long, Zhang Yan could still feel the majesty and domineering aura that only Divine Dragon possessed from its body.

A loud and clear dragon roar came out, following that the dragon flew to Zhang Yan's right pinky, spiraling back to its original ring form, only this time the ring was about the size of Zhang Yan's finger.

Zhang Yan carefully examined the ring on his hand once again. He had not noticed it before, but this time, he knew that the ring was not ordinary, but anything that needed to be bound with a drop of blood must be considered an exceptional treasure. Although Zhang Yan had never seen a treasure that could bind with its blood, he had heard of it before.

Zhang Yan's consciousness entered the space in the storage ring and looked around him. It was completely empty, only three things were placed in front of him, a palm sized blood red paper, as well as a stone sword and a fist-sized blood red jade stone.

Zhang Yan first picked up the stone sword and realised that the sword was extremely ordinary, it was a sword made of some unknown stone. Zhang Yan then slashed the tree behind him lightly, he was originally just testing it out casually, but did not expect the sword to instantly cut through the thick tree trunk.

Zhang Yan looked at the stone sword in his hand in disbelief. The sharpness of the sword was simply beyond his expectations, even a good weapon would not necessarily be so sharp, for a moment, Zhang Yan was unwilling to let go.

Putting the stone sword to the side, Zhang Yan took out the blood red jade stone, and realized that the jade stone was sparkling and translucent, as though blood was flowing inside it. Other than cultivating, Zhang Yan would normally listen to his grandfather tell him about the novel things in this world, and this jade stone seemed to be the legendary treasure of the Innate Stage, the Profound Nether Blood Jade.

Zhang Yan placed the Profound Nether Blood Jade to the side, and took out the last blood red paper, only to realize that there was nothing on it. The blood on Zhang Yan's hand just happened to be smeared on the paper, and immediately after, the paper started to burn in front of Zhang Yan, and a terrifying voice from the Ninth Hell Purgatory sounded.

Immediately after, lines of information rushed into Zhang Yan's mind, and after a while, Zhang Yan finally reacted.

So it turned out that he had just signed a contract, and only the person who had signed the contract could obtain the cultivation technique on the piece of paper, which was called Asura Change.

The paper said that this was a cultivation technique cultivated by the strongest clan in the era of the Great Desolate, the Asura Clan who was known as the God of Death. It was divided into nine stages, called Asura Nine Transformations.

Asura Nine Transformations, every single form would have to contribute one Heaven and Earth spirit object to Asura for cultivation. Only then would he be able to cultivate Asura Transformations, otherwise, he would have been devoured by Asura and died.

The Heaven and Earth and spirit object that Asura needed to change his mind was the Profound Nether Blood Jade.

Looking at the Profound Nether Blood Jade in his hand, Zhang Yan knew that this was something that his biological parents had left especially for him. This should be what they had prepared for him to cultivate Asura with. In order to help them cultivate Asura's transformation, they had truly put in great effort.

Zhang Yan held the Profound Nether Blood Jade tightly in his hand, and then started to cultivate according to the records in Asura's transformation. Just as he started cultivating, Zhang Yan felt that he had opened a big door, the ancient yet heavy door led to a room filled with blood, in the center of the room was a blood red pillar, on the pillar was a blood covered, sinister looking man, with silvery-white hair, and blood-red eyes that looked extremely terrifying, several iron chains as thick as his arms tied him tightly to the pillar.

Zhang Yan could feel that this person was emitting a terrifying aura, as though this person was a god of death from the Ninth Hell Purgatory, a strong killing intent that made people want to kneel down and worship him, but Zhang Yan forced himself not to kneel. Just when Zhang Yan was about to not be able to hold on, the person on the stone pillar turned around and glanced at Zhang Yan.

With this glance, Zhang Yan felt as if he had fallen into a Ninth Hell Purgatory, his surroundings was a boundless sea of blood, the sea of blood was filled with bones, and Zhang Yan's entire body was submerged in the sea of blood.

Zhang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and upon seeing that he was still inside the forest, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Everything that had happened just now was like a nightmare, and when he thought about it, his heart still palpitated, and his clothes were already drenched in sweat.