Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 189 - 086 Pursuit and Kill

Chapter 189: Chapter 086 Pursuit and Kill

The three black-robed elders simply could not imagine how a Cultivator of the Sword Spirit Realm, ordinarily as insignificant as an ant, could now possess such a profound soul aura.

This aura was even comparable to the soul strength of True Spirit-level genius cultivators at the Sword Spirit Realm! This suddenly emerging, terrifying soul aura, combined with the mighty impact of an aura that seemed to say "I am unmatched," nearly caught all three at once.

The impact was fierce and rapid, appearing abruptly like decimated rot and overgrown weeds, causing all three black-robed elders to shudder, their brains buzzing loudly, struggling to keep up with the changes in their environment.

An aura filled with death, violence, chaos, despair, and terror suddenly manifested, and the combination of the Soul Extinguishing Sword Intent and Sorrow-breaking Sword Intent made it seem as if the heavens and the earth were wailing!

This powerful energy caused unrest in the Tao of heaven and earth, so much so that in this world, light appeared in the night, and illusory Immortal Cranes soared in the sky, as if Immortals had descended, with wonders occurring continuously between heaven and earth.

The Tao, which was originally very difficult to comprehend and sense, now seemed clearer and easier to sense due to the chaos in heaven and earth at this moment.

Any Cultivator, even a fool, would have an epiphany and become enlightened at this moment!

All Cultivators naturally would not miss this opportunity and immediately immersed themselves in understanding this fleeting realization, instead of focusing on such a battle!

However, among them, there was one person who was not seeking Enlightenment. This person was Bi Lan.

Not only did she not take this hard-won opportunity to seek Enlightenment, but when Bi Xia entered a state of realization, Bi Lan let out a soft snort of contempt and with a surge of her Spiritual Sense, shocked Bi Xia’s Spiritual Sense, pulling her out of her enlightenment.

"Junior sister, you... what..."

Bi Xia felt like she had just caught a glimpse of the Spirit Light, but it suddenly disappeared due to the targeted shock of that cold snort, and she could not help but speak up in surprise, questioning Bi Lan.

But Bi Lan just frowned, clearly somewhat displeased.

However, after thinking for a moment, she still explained, "This is Zhou Yan’s attack, a terrifying technique based on a mindset that aims to resolve the self, an attack of the aura of a Mutated Sword Spirit!

If you really go to comprehend it, it would be tantamount to cutting off all worldly ties and bonds. You might indeed advance in realm, but once the aura disappears and you are knocked back to where you started, you might never recover! This man, he is so vicious, he actually wants to leave us all without a place for our bodies to rest in death!"

Bi Lan bit her silver teeth tightly, speaking with some annoyance.

"Ah... No way, could Zhou Yan really become so powerful? That’s impossible—how could this be... possible?"

Bi Xia seemed certain at first but halfway through her sentence, she suddenly saw the three great black-robed elders stiffen as if struck by lightning, and then sword spirits combined into a sovereign sword intent to destroy all things, aiming at the trio.

As the sword struck, it seemed as if heaven and earth had lost their color!

At least, in Bi Xia’s eyes, other than this earth-shattering sword, she could no longer see anything else.

The sword was like a brilliant meteor flashing past her eyes, making everything around her lose its luster.

Even her genius junior sister Bi Lan’s words were no longer clear to her.

Junior sister Bi Lan was still speaking in her ear, but she could not hear, nor could she make out the words. Her voice suddenly seemed distant and indistinct, very far away.

And that sword, however, was very close, very clear, and deeply etched in her heart.

This sword was one that proudly cleaved the Heavenly Vault!

This sword was one that proclaims the supremacy of the Sword Dao!

With the stroke of that sword, in Bi Xia’s eyes, Zhou Yan was no longer Zhou Yan but appeared as if the Sword Ancestor had been reborn, as if the Sword Venerate had awakened and was roaring at heaven and earth!

With one stroke of the sword, even the powerful black-robed elders’ complexions drastically changed, and when they finally reacted, they could only respond in haste!

"Boom!"

The collision was powerful, and a mushroom cloud-like burst of Fury Energy immediately swept away countless mighty Cultivators nearby, with many shrill screams intermittently heard.

As the sword attacked, the three black-robed elders summoned a mountain-like heavy sword to block the blow.

But the three of them were directly sent flying thousands of meters by the immense and terrifying force!

And when that energy impact completely burst forth, the Cultivators who had been swept away suddenly ’puff puff puff’ exploded, turning into blood mist!

Even powerful Cultivators, including many at the Sword Soul Realm, were shaken to death by the violent Energy released after the collision!

In almost the blink of an eye, hundreds of nearby Cultivators exploded, their bodies shattered to pieces and turned into a blood mist! The blood mist was dispersed into dust, leaving only trails of Blood Qi floating in heaven and earth.

The bustling Ancient City suddenly fell silent, and the previously prosperous streets had already turned into ruins, a scene of utter desolation.

Zhou Yan was covered in blood; his Blood Light was infinite, and the blood colored his black hair, wild and flying in disarray.

His body was broken, but his meridians, like blood-red ruby pipes, appeared translucent and clear.

"Boy, you’ve enraged us, die!"

A black-robed elder spewed a mouthful of scarlet blood, his eyes as vicious as a mad wolf.

"Kill!"

Another elder among the two, with just a cold snort, immediately charged at Zhou Yan!

A single word ’kill’ rang out deafeningly, shaking heaven and earth, painting the entire night with the scent of blood.

The real battle had erupted, the three men, driven to madness, were severely wounded by Zhou Yan with no face left to show, raging to the point of vomiting blood, determined to fight to the death.

Undoubtedly, once the battle commenced, it would be a fight that could cause upheaval in this ancient city.

At least, three elders at the Sword Soul Realm had the strength to destroy this city!

But even Zhou Yan’s powerful technique couldn’t slay or even heavily injure the three men to diminish their combat power, which made him shiver internally, knowing he could only retreat for now, unable to stand against them.

Of course, going all out might give him a chance, perhaps even a certain assurance of killing one of them in a frenzy, but this would surely come at a heavy cost!

Now, however, Zhou Yan understood that with his abilities and reputation, there were still many who sought to kill him and take the ancient Essence Blood of the Emperor Qi Sword Body to condense a mighty Sword Spirit.

Therefore, he had to conserve some strength!

With this thought in mind, Zhou Yan grabbed Little Chen without hesitation and immediately turned towards escape!

At this moment, the life and death of others were beyond his care, nor would he bother with them. As for Little Chen, once Zhou Yan made a decision, he naturally wouldn’t give up.

During his flight, he instantly executed the Undying Rebirth Technique; an aura of Origin power surged from his brow. His blood-soaked wounds dramatically improved as his aura of battle Intent swelled with Blood Light reaching to the skies!

The once grievous appearance transformed in the next moment into that of a War God descending from the heavens, his aura overwhelming and his Blood Qi boundless!

"Damn it! Aaaagh— You little mongrel, I will butcher you!"

One black-robed elder saw this scene and immediately cracked with rage, his eyes turning red, roaring as if about to enter a frenzy.

"Little mongrel, if you dare, then stop running!"

Seeing Zhou Yan running as swiftly as a powerful being of the Sword Spirit Realm, one of the silent elders among the three immediately spoke with chilling hatred.

"Old mad dogs, if you have the guts, then stop chasing!" Zhou Yan’s unabashed and justified retort came without the slightest blush or flicker.

The more Zhou Yan fled, the more he felt an unending surge of life force, inexhaustible, and despite the extreme speed, even while keeping Little Chen safe, he still felt refreshed. He hence let out a cold chuckle, taunting loudly!

For most, talking while flying would definitely cause a loss of strength, thereby slowing down their speed.

But Zhou Yan felt no such hindrance, it was as if his soul had connected with the Purple Flame Void, every strengthening moment in the Void seemed to amplify his soul countless times!

With such soul power, it was not surprising that Zhou Yan’s speed could even compare to those in the Sword Spirit Realm at the height of their power.

After all, the requirement for soul strength was extremely stringent for controlling the Flying Sword and Sword Flight, and cultivators with strong souls naturally held an advantage in terms of speed.

The three black-robed elders trembled when they heard Zhou Yan’s words, nearly spitting blood from the mounting anger!

"Zhou Yan, if you think you’re still a Spiritualist, I could let you make a hundred moves, and it’d still be a fair fight, one-on-one, I’d capture you within three moves!" one of the elders said coolly.

"You old thing, you ought to be ashamed to ask me to strike at you, old and ugly, just go die and spare the children the fright!" Zhou Yan taunted as he executed the Undying Rebirth Technique again, with a rush of Origin power pouring forth endlessly, and then his speed increased several folds, transforming into a streak of light, vanishing into the depths of the night.

Even as he was about to leave, Zhou Yan didn’t forget to mercilessly mock these three old fellows.

The three pursuers, dignified in status and unaccustomed to such humiliation, coupled with their prior defeat by Zhou Yan and loss of face, now heard such mockery and felt like playthings in Zhou Yan’s hands. With the manifestation of his ’true strength,’ he disappeared like a streak of light, provoking the belief that Zhou Yan had just been toying with them all this while.

Thinking this, almost in succession, the three elders suddenly stopped and each uncontrollably spewed blood!

"Ah! This is infuriating!"

"If I catch that mongrel, I’ll flay him a thousand times over!"

"Unbelievable, to think I’d capsize in a gutter because of one oversight!"

The elder Zhou Yan had insulted as an old dog was now livid, his facial muscles twitching with anger.

However, after a cold statement, he became silent and continued to chase in the direction Zhou Yan had disappeared.