Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 187 - 084: Inscrutable!

Chapter 187: Chapter 084: Inscrutable!

Lin Xiang’s Black Iron in his hands suddenly transformed into a giant heavy sword as Zhou Yan’s blood energy burst forth, calling upon the roaring power of heaven and earth.

And his figure once again drew nearer to Zhou Yan!

However, while still ten yards away, Lin Xiang’s arm shook violently, causing the giant heavy sword to undergo a drastic transformation. The sword began flickering with purple lightning, crackling with energy!

At this moment, the heavy sword seemed to come alive, changing from an inanimate object into a Sword Spirit akin to a deity!

The heavy sword, flashing with thunder light, rapidly expanded, almost instantly shrouding the sky, making the originally pitch-black night even more sinister and terrifying.

But within this dark night, the blinding thunder light was dazzling beyond compare, even the terrifying blast of blood energy caused by Zhou Yan previously was completely obliterated.

Within a hundred yards, arcs of electricity and thunder light formed a Heavenly Tribulation-like cloud layer, merging with the heavy sword to envelop Zhou Yan below, regarding Zhou Yan as if he were a mere ant.

The sky was filled with an exceedingly suffocating aura, the scent of true destruction and apocalyptic force.

"Crack—"

The immense energy dispersed the natural Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth, causing the space to twist subtly. The moment Zhou Yan’s blood energy came into contact with the lightning, electricity crisscrossed and thunder light gleamed.

At this moment, the heavy sword, having accumulated immeasurable might, bore the Secret Technique of annihilating slaughter, intending to Devour and Suppressing Kill Zhou Yan with a supremely dominating force.

From afar, Lin Xiang coughed up blood, his expression cold and twisted, his eyes filled with intense hatred, but his body was already somewhat ethereal, clearly having suffered a tremendous toll.

However, in his eyes, there was not the slightest bit of regret. Instead, there was an incredibly refreshing thrill, as if being able to personally witness Zhou Yan’s demise brought him immense satisfaction!

He believed that, were Zhou Yan to die, he would surely advance further, breaking the chains of Dual Sword Souls!

...

The giant sword dominated the void, carrying the suppressing strength of ancient times, stunning all the Cultivators in the area.

One scene after another, the fighting reached such an extent that it felt suffocating to all the Cultivators.

No one would have expected two True Spirit Level geniuses with such a vast gap in their Realm to be able to fight to this degree.

All of the Cultivators who had looked down on Zhou Yan, now seeing him still calmly facing this certain death scenario, couldn’t help but feel a great impact in their hearts!

Faced with this suffocating terrifying deathblow, Zhou Yan remained composed. His response was unchanged, still direct and straightforward.

Still, just one sword!

However, this sword—everyone saw that Zhou Yan did not draw a sword, but instead, he used his hand.

His hand, in an instant, shot out like a sword, taking his entire being with it, soaring forth.

Everyone had a peculiar feeling—that Zhou Yan’s hand had become the sword, and the rest of his body was merely the hilt of this sword!

At this moment, Zhou Yan was not a person, but had completely transformed into a sword!!

"It’s over, Little Princess, let’s go."

In the distance, an old man accompanied by a little girl watched from afar.

As soon as Zhou Yan made his move, this man with a mottled and aged face no longer watched.

Yet the five or six-year-old little girl beside him, dressed in snow-white, delicate Spirit Armor like a goose-feather dress, took another look before sighing softly, "Alas, it seems that the Sword Burial Ancestor Star is indeed no simple place."

"Yes, I originally thought that no geniuses remained in this world, but now, that concern no longer exists.

The Emperor Qi Sword Body has perceived the Natural Dao, terrifying achievements! Even in our Huangfu Family with a lineage of War God Sword Body, few have comprehended the Natural Dao by the age of twenty! This person is very formidable."

The old man spoke softly. His voice was neither loud nor soft.

But as he spoke, only the little girl beside him could hear. The other Cultivators had no reaction as if unaware of the existence of the two.

"I didn’t expect Elder Ling to place such high regard on this person. Although I also favor him, even considering introducing my brother to him, the gap between him and my brother is still significant. Unless he achieves Sword Soul, he might stand a chance alongside my brother, but that is difficult.

Moreover, his Emperor’s Arc is not stable, which is a very dangerous sign... hence, my brother might have no interest in meeting him either."

"No... This person gives me a very strange feeling. Your brother Huang FuZhan indeed is an exceptional talent, and perhaps not inferior to the Eternal Spirit with the Natural Destiny Body, but I can see through parts of those two.

This Emperor Qi Sword Body, however, I cannot see through."

The old man spoke solemnly, in earnest.

"Ah... Elder Ling, you... you also can’t see through him? I thought I was the only one!"

The little girl exclaimed with some emotion.

Though her exclamation was loud, the Cultivators around her still showed no response.

"My Little Princess, you know there is no point in jesting about this matter. He gives me the terrifying impression of a ’Sword Ancestor’, so I am all the more convinced that him becoming the Emperor Qi Sword Body of the Sword Soul Realm is not such a daunting task."

The old man said with certainty.

His seemingly cloudy eyes now appeared as if they had seen through the essence of everything in the world, incredibly deep and frightening.

Seeing Elder Ling like this, the little girl’s heart was greatly stirred, and she nodded, saying, "Elder Ling, I understand. I will have my brother pay more attention to this person."

"Mm, that’s good. Only you, his most beloved sister, can speak a few words in front of him."

Elder Ling said with a wry smile.

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something and then continued, "Little Princess, don’t worry. Sword Burial Ancestor Star, with its immortal ancient inheritance, will surely find the Origin Tai Chu Energy within the secret realm to fully heal your Dao injury!"

"Elder Ling, it’s alright. I have already seen through it all. Life and death, right and wrong, they are but entanglements of the heart. Once the heart is still, everywhere is the Tao. The so-called Dao injury will naturally be smoothed over amid the Natural Dao."

The little girl said gently, each word seemingly capable of triggering disturbances in the energies between heaven and earth, yet an inexplicable wave of energy would quickly appear around her, confining everything, making it seem as if nothing had existed at all.

"Little Princess, with your comprehension, you actually surpass your brother. But because of the Dao injury, now..."

Elder Ling lamented with some emotion, tears streaming down his cheeks as he thought of the past.

It was a profound sadness, a heavy desolation, and once the grief emanated from his emotions, it became intense.

But he was still restraining himself.

For someone with his cultivation to still need to restrain himself showed how deep the pain was.

"Elder Ling, there is no need for sorrow or guilt. We pursue the Tao, and if we lack even this enlightenment, how can we fortify our own Taoist heart? Once a high being from beyond our realm said, ’The road is long and arduous, I will seek it both high and low.’

This is the way of seeking, high and low, corresponding to success and failure, a kind of immortal tenacity.

To mourn the past is the idle complaint of the weak; only by grasping the present and the future can we achieve transcendence, and only then can we prove the Supreme Tao."

The little girl spoke calmly.

Her eyes were beautiful. Looking about five or six years old, delicate and adorable like a finely carved doll, but the tranquility of her expression was such that even an old monster who had cultivated for a thousand years could not compare.

Her beautiful eyes, like stars, were not at all as naive as one would expect from a five or six-year-old girl, but rather, they were immeasurably profound.

...

With a sword strike, Zhou Yan used Fist Intent to directly penetrate Sword Intent. The Natural Dao made everything unfold naturally.

This sword strike, the Xingyi Dragon Form swordsmanship, Zhou Yan felt he had never previously achieved such Perfection.

His arm emitted the breath and glow of Purple Flame, at this moment not resembling a body of flesh and blood, but like a Divine Sword just forged from the Ding Furnace, exuding a truly majestic Emperor’s Sword Intent that suddenly emerged.

"Boom!"

The two forces quickly collided. In an instant, heaven and earth were thrown into chaos, and the entire tavern was uprooted, shattering all around it.

The purple glowing arm, like an unmatched Divine Sword, penetrated the dark giant sword, not only completely piercing it but also maintaining its momentum. With flashes of lightning, it struck again.

"Puh—"

Zhou Yan’s purple-golden arm seemed to stretch hundreds of meters, suddenly piercing through the Void as if it could, with unparalleled destructive power, invincible, and instantly pierced through Lin Xiang’s body.

Blood flowed out like water, spraying forth amidst dazzling light. In the midst of it all, Lin Xiang’s head spun like a top, and with a burst, naturally abandoned his body, shooting up into the clouds, trying to escape with a secret technique.

Lin Xiang’s body, still trembling instinctively from having been pierced by Zhou Yan’s Sword Intent, lacking the command of its head, seemed to still possess consciousness, gripping Zhou Yan’s arm in its tremors.

Countless cultivators were once again shocked, almost popping their eyes out, obtaining a very vivid understanding of Zhou Yan’s violence, gore, and terror!

This Lin Xiang was a top True Spirit Level genius of the Heavenly Heart Sword Sect, having attained Great Perfection in Sword Soul and about to challenge the limits of Dual Sword Souls, yet he was defeated just like that?

Everyone was in disbelief, unable to fathom how Zhou Yan treated such a big figure, such a genius figure, killing without a second thought, utterly merciless!

However, when the cultivators saw Lin Xiang’s head flying out, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, they feared Zhou Yan, as a "loose cultivator", would provoke an ancient Sect like the Heavenly Heart Sword Sect!

But no one expected that Lin Xiang’s head, flying away at extreme speed, would, in the next moment, scream horrifically.

"Ah—ow—"

This scream was as if from Hell itself!

At that moment, countless cultivators watching the scene were moved!

Even the old man and little girl who had already departed were trembling as they watched this scene unfold!

At that moment, Lin Xiang’s head was burning with a purple flame. The flames did not consume his flesh, but his Soul seemed to be bit by bit burned to nothing.