Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 248 - 129: Ravage, Trample!

Chapter 248: Chapter 129: Ravage, Trample!

Zhou Yan pondered, then lifted his head and looked toward Zhou Gucheng and the others. Their gazes, still familiar but indifferent and ice-cold, even carried an unforgettable hatred, as if he had become the very "Zhou Yan" who was the assassin that killed them in their hearts.

Zhou Yan smiled, indifferent, casual.

These things Zhou Yan had heard, seen, and they had passed, but they would not truly penetrate his spirit.

Although sometimes he really wondered who he was exactly.

But what Li Cangsheng said, or what Ru Fengyun displayed in the sort of Sword Illusion Realm, might be credible to some extent, but probably only a part of it.

Some real big shots, when they set up a game, often the players themselves are the pawns and are unaware of it.

Therefore, from an outsider’s perspective, stepping out of this chess game, many things become very clear.

Zhou Yan did not need to know many secrets, just one thing, that is, his understanding of himself had already surpassed everyone’s understanding of themselves at present, much deeper.

With the Purple Flame Void, feeling the disappearance of his master and the suffering of Yanyan, how could these things that penetrated the spirit, and those of the Twelve Sword Spirits be false?

If these were true, then by inference, everything else related to it must be false.

So, these people bringing him here, talking about some important matters, were actually secondary. The main point probably was, given Li Cangsheng’s character, designing such a game to let Li Cangsheng say some things that he, Zhou Yan, needed to know about the development of matters.

But Zhou Yan did not care because the more he cared, the more he fell into the calculations of these people.

One can only say, this person, was very impressive, able to create a mix of falsehood and truth, concealing many extraordinary things.

"I’ve said it before and don’t want to repeat myself. Today, I will not kill you because to me, you are now just a piece of trash, an ant. I can kill you now, and I can just as easily crush you at any time in the future! For now, consider it a collection of interest for your arrogant words."

As Zhou Yan spoke, he suddenly appeared in front of Li Cangsheng and then lifted his leg, savagely stomping down on Li Cangsheng’s face.

That stomp forcefully smashed Li Cangsheng’s body into the ground.

Li Cangsheng’s body struggled desperately, but the bit of Space Tao he had comprehended, along with the techniques developed from the combination of Xingyi Tao and the Heart of Nature, were beyond Li Cangsheng’s ability to contend with.

Hence, his struggles were futile.

Zhou Yan’s shoe was pressed directly on Li Cangsheng’s face, then he ground it down forcefully, trampling.

That scene was too distressing for many cultivators to watch, because such humiliation was truly difficult to bear.

This was more cruel and venomous than killing or torturing!

"How’s that? Can’t bear to watch? Don’t tell me that I, Zhou Yan, could never be replaced by anyone, and even if I were replaced, have I, Zhou Yan, ever wronged any of you? Not only have I not, but I have also saved you, gathering materials for your cultivation, passing on the Tao I comprehended to you! I was killed, humiliated, and no one stood up for me! Yet, this thing, this dog-like trash that calls the Zhou Family a waste, an ant, managed to invoke your sympathy. What a profound irony!"

Zhou Yan sneered, exerting force with his foot, Li Cangsheng struggled desperately and frantically, still to no avail.

The gap between him and Zhou Yan was just too large.

Zhou Yan’s body, which had broken apart and reformed multiple times, had a colossal strength that was enough to overpower Li Cangsheng.

Not to mention that through the cycle of breaking and repairing, Zhou Yan had carefully experienced the use of energy in the Void Realm, combining it with the memories of his master; he was now truly a First Transition, a true master of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, the Sword Soul Realm, truly invincible.

Admittedly, he might not be able to defeat the ultimate powerhouses in the Great Perfection Realm, but he would definitely not lose.

And Li Cangsheng was still a distance away from achieving the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Great Perfection Realm.

Even within the same Sword Spirit Realm of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, Wuhen Spirit, Wu Hen’s strength, could almost instantly kill Li Cangsheng, which was enough to show that even if they were both spiritualists, there was still a big difference in strength.

Some had broken through three transitions, but Zhou Yan’s fighting strength had broken through six. If he reached the Great Perfection of the Sword Spirit Realm, ordinary Void Realm powerhouses would probably have to stay far away.

"Zhou Yan, you little bastard, if you have the guts, kill me! You—"

"You want to die? I simply won’t let you!"

Zhou Yan’s Spirit Boots ground across Li Cangsheng’s face back and forth, imprinting two deep footprints, and then he finally lifted his foot.

The immense strength penetrated into his skull, and Li Cangsheng lay on the ground like a dead dog, devoid of strength, and after Zhou Yan lifted his foot, he could not move at all.

The proud and haughty expression in his eyes gradually dimmed, slowly turning to an expression of deathly stillness.

The woman in white, like snow, sighed upon seeing this scene, she knew that if Li Cangsheng couldn’t break through this barrier, he would fall for a lifetime and never rise again.

Those two footprints crushed not Li Cangsheng’s dignity, but his will to continue cultivation.

Li Cangsheng’s pride could be lost, dignity forsaken, but once the will to cultivate collapsed, then apart from falling, he had no other path to follow.

"I know Zhou Yuntian is here, but he wouldn’t dare to come out. Even when he watches you getting trampled here with his own eyes, he does not dare. You saved him, but he watched indifferently. How does that feel? Satisfying, isn’t it?"

Zhou Yan stated indifferently, his gaze looking toward a certain place.

There, it seemed that a very restrained aura was present, but as his gaze shifted in that direction, the ripple of emotion suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Yan merely revealed a hint of a cold smirk, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain.

Just like back then when Zhou Yuntian teased and looked down upon him.

"Even if you hide, I know it’s you! But today, even if you hide, I won’t kill you! But the next time you encounter me, you will be very happy!"

Zhou Yan softly spoke in that direction.

As soon as he uttered these words, a ripple appeared there and then, as if nothing had ever happened.

Zhou Yan knew in his heart and then gave Li Cangsheng a look of pity before turning his attention away from him.

"Zhou Spiritualist, I hadn’t expected these things to happen, it’s really... I apologize."

The woman in white clothes like snow bowed in a courtesy, expressing her regret.

Zhou Yan felt a fragrance wafting toward him as she spoke, subtly drifting over, an aroma that was beautiful and intoxicating, one that made one want to take a deep breath and get lost in it.

But Zhou Yan didn’t do that.

He merely looked indifferently at this woman dressed in white like snow.

"Speak if you have something to say."

Zhou Yan said calmly.

"The Life Spiritualist, Cangsheng, has already said a lot, and now it’s not suitable for me to say anything else – anything I say may seem like a conspiracy against you. But, regardless, you at least still know yourself, so it isn’t that serious yet. When the geniuses from the outer domains arrive, many people’s Ancestor Lands aren’t on Sword Burial Ancestor Star, and they will ruthlessly plunder and encroach upon the resources of this planet.

This time, I want to invite Zhou Spiritualist to go with us to the City of No Tears to rescue the Wuhen and the Eternal Spirits. After careful analysis, they are indeed trapped in there.

We also know that, besides them, your mother also went there, obviously, to verify your condition."

The woman in white hesitated for a moment before revealing this information.

"Still the same old line, with so many geniuses, you still want to recruit me. Am I, Zhou Yan, really that capable?"

Zhou Yan spoke coldly.

"Zhou Spiritualist, as you mentioned, if you haven’t condensed a Sword Soul, you could be considered indestructible, you can always turn bad luck into good fortune. That’s the main reason.

Additionally, these few people have a good relationship with you as well, and we hope that the Mingxin Mirror there can show us the right path."

Seeing Zhou Yan’s skepticism, the woman in white sighed and continued, "Most importantly, that type of ancient array, in fact, only you understand it. Right now, although we are numerous, no one else grasps it."

After the woman in white finished speaking, her gaze shone brightly as she looked at Zhou Yan, her eyes full of hope.

Seeing that Zhou Yan remained unmoved, the woman in white sighed and stepped aside.

Next to her, Cai Xuan, the woman in colorful clothes, stepped forward.

Her expression was complex, and her eyes showed a hint of guilt as she looked at Zhou Yan, saying, "Zhou Spiritualist, we can first give you all the ancient scriptures and fragments of Heaven Sacrifice that we have collected, to show our sincerity.

Further, we know both Feng Ling Bamboo and Pan Yuming are loyal to you, so we didn’t target them. We saved them when they encountered fatal dangers, and they are here now."

She said this, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on Zhou Yan as if she had something in her heart she desperately wanted to say but found it difficult.

This feeling of being on the verge of speaking was surprisingly intense.

When Zhou Yan heard the words "Heaven Sacrifice fragments," his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he then nodded, saying, "If you bring out enough of those things for me, I don’t care about your conspiracies or your schemes, or whatever trap you’ve set. I will accept your conditions!"

"Zhou Spiritualist, I know that now you even mistrust me, Cai Xuan, but this time Elder Wan is here. He’s someone whose character is known to the older generation, and it was he alone who insisted on protecting Pan Yuming and Feng Ling Bamboo when they were in danger.

Now, he’s here to talk to you."

Hou Caixuan said with a wry smile.

"Fine, I will meet him."

Zhou Yan felt a movement in his heart. Elder Wan of the Emperor Sword Lineage was someone Zhou Yan remembered vividly.

This man held the profound secrets of Primordial Magnetic Pole Light and once asked him to leave behind a Soul Mark...

Reflecting on it now, he must have known something, known that he was likely to die!

So how had he arrived at that conclusion? Or did he already know that once he went out, a conspiracy against him awaited?

Zhou Yan had long had the notion of meeting this man, because even back then, Elder Wan gave him a feeling unlike other people.

Now that Hou Caixuan had said this, Zhou Yan naturally did not refuse.