The cultivators in Chengyuan Gorge had never heard of the Yao Yin Sect, but the name Zhang Yan was familiar to many, immediately sparking some associations.
The middle-aged cultivator also seemed to find the name familiar, and after a change in expression, he respectfully bowed and returned to the peak.
Zhang Yan also bowed, then patted the jade horn of the Dragon Carp beneath him. The Great Demon under his belly released rolling black clouds, which exploded into spray with a thud and soared into the sky, flying towards the famous peak originally belonging to the Yao Yin Sect.
Zhou Huang frowned deeply as he watched, turning to Zhou Qingyun and asking, "Zhang Yan? Could this person be our good brother-in-law?"
Zhou Qingyun also furrowed her willow-like brows.
At this moment, Zhou Wanhan, the female disciple behind Zhou Huang, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Master, this person is indeed Zhang Yan."
