Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 211 - 104 Pursuit and Assassination

Chapter 211: Chapter 104 Pursuit and Assassination

"Little beast, let’s see how long you can stay sharp-witted!" the old woman hissed, clenching her teeth. "Soon, I’ll knock out your teeth one by one and stuff them into your head! Then, let’s see if you can still spout such venomous words!"

At that moment, her expression appeared unusually sinister and ferocious. Clearly, the depth of her hatred for Zhou Yan had reached an unimaginable level.

"Heh, why so angry? Is it because my words touched a nerve, struck your taboo, your soft underbelly? This also indirectly proves that everything I’ve said is true! You certainly don’t like hearing it, but you can’t deny that you are indeed an ugly old hag!

And what’s more, you’re afraid! Afraid that your Young Master will fall in love with me at first sight, and then—"

"Shut up! You lowly mongrel, you think you’re worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as our Young Master? You think you’re worthy?!"

The old woman rebuked sharply, while casting thousands of magical spells that swirled out like a dazzling, colorful scroll.

Although beautiful and striking, they were equally deadly!

In that instant, sluggish, desiccated, desperate, terrified, cold, evil, irritable, lonely, and lost feelings, along with all sorts of negative emotions and states, directly manifested on Zhou Yan, making him feel as if he were about to collapse, barely able to stand.

He was shocked by the potency of this Magic Sword Cultivator’s technique; it was indeed a bit grotesque!

Zhou Yan felt a chill in his heart. He knew that the old woman cared deeply about Hou Ling’er, and the moment he mentioned her, he was immediately targeted like thunder.

But, this was exactly what Zhou Yan wanted: to bear the endless negativity, to make the opponent believe he was doomed, giving him a glimmer of hope to turn the situation around once pushed to the brink.

Now, he had finally seen such an opportunity!

"Indeed, your ... techniques, are truly remarkable! But if you let me leave alive today, one day, I will exterminate your entire clan!"

Zhou Yan roared intensely, as if trapped in a ’land of despair’.

The old woman suddenly laughed, her laugh ghastly and mocking, her eyes showing disdain and contempt, "Alive? Do you still think you have the right to say that?

Remember, even if you were not a mongrel, even if you really were like Hou Chen of the Emperor Sword Wuji line, in front of our Young Master, you are nothing but an ant!

An ant should know its place, not aim too high nor be arrogant. This will only hasten your demise!"

The old woman’s words were extremely venomous, devoid of any semblance of dignity. Throughout, she repeatedly spat out the word ’mongrel’.

From this, Zhou Yan had already determined that the old woman had wished him dead for some time, because clearly, she knew of him!

Zhou Yan contained his raging anger, but the angrier he was, the calmer he remained.

He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity, for a moment of her carelessness!

"Constantly calling me a mongrel, what’s your name, old thing? So I can die understanding!"

Zhou Yan asked coldly, inquiring about her name.

"There’s no harm in telling you. I am Hou Yao, the Great Elder of the Qiankun Lineage’s guardian hall! Thinking someone will avenge you? Rest assured, I won’t let you die that easily! I will refine you into a Sword Spirit, then frame the Wuji line, and with the Young Master’s affection for you, they will undoubtedly turn against the Wuji line completely!"

The old woman suddenly disclosed this information.

As she spoke, Zhou Yan’s heart grew suddenly cold, realizing that with those words, she had resolved to kill him!

As for her saying she wouldn’t let him die easily, that was definitely nothing but a deceitful remark!

"Hou Yao... I will remember your name! Hou Yao, you wait, one day, I will annihilate your entire family!"

Zhou Yan declared loudly.

"You? Worthy?!"

Hou Yao sneered, her mocking gaze like watching a clown struggling in vain.

Such a look of satisfaction in her cold eyes was intense and unforgettable.

Yet, in that moment, Zhou Yan’s body suddenly ignited with a terrifying purple flame, while a wave of Lone Sword Intent surged forth like a massive wave, startlingly altering the Heaven and Earth!

Even Hou Yao, such a powerhouse, was momentarily disturbed by the terrifying Purple Flame in her soul, causing her heart to skip a beat.

At the same time, due to her unsettled mental state, the momentary Lone Sword Intent swept across Heaven and Earth and struck her, rendering her dazed and confused.

Although this state only lasted an instant, it was long enough for Zhou Yan to escape far away, disappearing like a streak of light.

At that moment, Hou Yao suddenly came to her senses, and seeing Zhou Yan, who had been immobilized before her, now gone, her expression darkened, and the fury in her eyes blazed even hotter.

Her killing intent no longer hidden, it emerged plainly, sub-zero and chilling to the bone.

"Little mongrel, do you think you can escape? If you do, then my achievement in the Sword Void Realm will have gone to the dogs!"

"Submit to your fate!"

Hou Yao was not worried about Zhou Yan’s disappearance; with a single step, she had already ascended into the skies. Her seemingly decrepit body moved with the speed and ferocity of thunder, swift and sharp to the extreme!

As soon as she appeared in the sky, Hou Yao’s body expanded, and behind her a Sword Spirit formation emerged, resembling the universe, or the brain of a person. It seemed she had merged the form of the Sword Spirit into something akin to the cosmic expanse of a brain.

Following the emergence of the Sword Spirit, it transformed into a Sword Spirit and surged across the sky, blocking out the sun in its ferocious assault.

That direction was precisely where Zhou Yan was fleeing!

Even though he had instantly covered a great distance, leaving Hou Yao far behind, Zhou Yan’s expression remained extremely somber.

The instant he was fleeing, a chill suddenly rose in his heart, and his hair stood on end as if exploding.

Zhou Yan’s sensing power was incredibly strong, but the danger this time had even surpassed his sensing speed. Without time to think, his body almost instinctively twisted, dodging a certain distance away.

At that moment, at the former spot, a thunderous boom sounded, as if the void itself had shattered, and the space there became warped and distorted.

This wave of energy pierced through the void, striking towards a Nameless Mountain Range in the distance, instantly exploding with earth-shattering force. Terrifying rifts spread in all directions, the entire mountain range utterly destroyed by the violent blast. The appearance of those massive rifts was truly horrifying.

"Do you think you can escape? Keep running then!"

Hou Yao’s figure suddenly materialized from the twisted void, blocking Zhou Yan’s path.

The power that this old woman, Hou Yao, possessed was far more terrifying than Zhou Yan had imagined; her explosive release of Blood Qi alone was enough to shake someone to death!

Zhou Yan was greatly shocked, and at that moment, Hou Yao launched another Sword Spirit attack. This Sword Spirit was overwhelmingly powerful, annihilating everything in its path!

It was clear that old woman Hou Yao had unleashed her fury, holding nothing back!

In that instant, Zhou Yan’s face darkened, and he immediately opened the Purple Flame Void, intending to draw Hou Yao’s Sword Spirit into it. At this point, even if it meant both sides would suffer, it didn’t matter!

Once the Sword Spirit entered the Purple Flame Void, that old woman would be rendered powerless, with neither Heaven nor Earth able to help her!

However, just as the Purple Flame Void opened and twisted the space around it, the Sword Spirit suddenly vanished. Instead, an immense surge of energy charged straight into the Purple Flame Void.

The void closed, and there stood Hou Yao, holding the Sword Spirit in her hand like a sphere, her gaze fixed coldly on Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan, too, was somewhat stunned, but his expression grew even more solemn.

"Though you have a bit of skill to dodge a few attacks, this is where it ends. I was wrong before; someone like you can’t be left alive. You’re nothing but a disaster waiting to happen!"

Hou Yao’s voice was icy cold, her emotions now devoid of any trace of disturbance, anger or killer intent had vanished.

Clearly, by this point, she had elevated her state to that of facing a true enemy.

"You’re just a dog, a disgusting old hag of a dog! You had better kill me this time, or you’ll live to regret it!"

Zhou Yan ruthlessly cursed.

He wasn’t angry; rather, he was very calm, for he was still trying to provoke this old woman. If she became enraged, emotion might give him an opportunity. If she remained unaffected, things would become difficult.

"All this talk is useless; you’re going to die anyway. Why don’t I just put you out of your misery?"

Hou Yao showed no anger at such words, but her gaze turned cold, as if she saw Zhou Yan already dead.

While speaking, her eyes suddenly locked onto Zhou Yan, nearly paralyzing him.

Then her hand transformed into a sword, and with a fierce swipe downward, a terrible Sword Intent slashed out.

Originally ephemeral, upon striking out, it materialized into a crimson Bloodthirsty Sword, oozing with a sanguine, glistening sheen.

At first, the light was faint, but it quickly intensified, shrouding half of the horizon.

Where the Blood Sword passed, Heaven and Earth withered, all energy and Spiritual Energy were drawn out, leaving everything dry and decayed.

This scene seemed to take a long time to unfold, yet it occurred in an instant, as if governed by a Secret Technique of time, an eternal moment occurred in a flash.

Zhou Yan’s body surged with Purple Flame, breaking free from Hou Yao’s lock on his body, and his form shifted into the Natural Form Intent, taking the shape of the Xingyi Eagle Form as he dove into the ground.

Having reached the ground, Zhou Yan immediately dashed forward.

Not far ahead lay the Purple Mist Sea.

Within the Purple Mist Sea were ancient Sword Arrays and Primordial Magnetic Light.

The Primordial Magnetic Light was not Primordial Magnetic Pole Light; it was a fierce and domineering energy, capable of cutting through space.

This energy wasn’t abundant, but it could often be encountered within the Purple Mist Sea.

If there was still a chance to escape, it lay in using the environment of the Purple Mist Sea.

Zhou Yan continually calculated his options as he rushed towards the ground. The Blood Light of the Bloodthirsty Sword had already enveloped the surface.