Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 262 - 141 Action Follows Words

Chapter 262: Chapter 141 Action Follows Words

Blood-red light filled the space between heaven and earth, wrapping the ruins and the dried well in a column of light that seemed to descend from the cosmos itself.

In the middle of the dried well, from which a dreamlike, eerie light emanated, the little girl still wore an innocent smile, revealing her small, delicate, porcelain-like teeth.

At this perilous moment, someone was still inciting the emotions of the crowd, attracting hatred to aid him.

Under normal circumstances, Zhou Yan might not even need to explain; with a single stroke of his sword, he could kill this person and silence the incessant noise.

But right now, he felt as if the little girl’s gaze was fixed upon him, and that feeling suggested that any sudden move could lead to irredeemable doom!

Zhou Yan knew too well that the gap between his realm and that of the ghost girl was immense, spanning more than ten whole realms, and with the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, it was impossible for him to be a match for this evil being.

Thus, Zhou Yan’s mood was extremely heavy at the moment. This mysteriously appearing little girl, even after Zhou Taiting discerned her origin, still did not reveal her true form, remaining innocent and curious.

Yet the more it was so, the colder the chill that crept into one’s heart.

"Zhou Yan, why aren’t you speaking? Have you run out of things to say? I always knew you had ulterior motives; who would have thought you’d be so lacking in responsibility and courage—"

"Shut up!"

Zhou Yan let out a cold rebuke.

There’s nothing to fear from godlike enemies, but teammates like pigs are something else entirely.

Right now, if it weren’t for the fact that he couldn’t be distracted, Zhou Yan truly didn’t want to utter a single word, and would have turned this person into minced meat.

"What’s the matter, scared? If I had known this would happen, I should have taken care of it earlier—"

Yang Liufeng grew even more arrogant, feeling he had grasped Zhou Yan’s weakness, and so became increasingly boisterous.

He still wasn’t concerned about whether the little girl was terrifying.

But before he could finish his words, Zhou Yan suddenly appeared by his side, then grabbed Yang Liufeng by the throat, rendering him unable to speak.

"Ergh... Ergh... Ergh—"

He struggled desperately, only to find that his formidable strength was useless within the iron grip of the other’s hand.

This person’s abilities were unknown, but the attack came as fast as lightning, completely unforeseeable!

At this moment, Yang Liufeng suddenly understood the feeling of powerlessness and fear that Fairy Qin Lan must have felt when her throat was seized.

It was simply... unbearable for a mere human.

"Do you want to die?! In the midst of Void Seventh’s Evil Soul and Evil Formation, you dare to doubt each other, completely oblivious to life and death!"

Zhou Yan articulated each word sharply.

His ruthless, merciless gaze and voice sent shivers down one’s spine.

At that moment, under Zhou Yan’s words, the cultivators, whose minds had become muddled, began to understand their environment, resulting in their facial expressions darkening significantly.

Yang Liufeng kicked violently, trying to struggle, but only succeeded in making his neck feel more uncomfortable, without any sign of being able to break free.

He was inwardly terrified and dared not continue struggling.

"Erg... Erg—"

He tried to express that he didn’t want to die, that he was just momentarily confused, but he no longer had any chance to speak.

Zhou Yan clutched Yang Liufeng’s throat, his arm muscles swelling as if infused with explosive strength.

As the little girl drew closer, Zhou Yan silently retreated, while the crowd of cultivators trembled and drew back, hearts filled with doubt and fear.

And Yang Liufeng, like a shackled captive, could only allow Zhou Yan to hold him by the throat, dragging him along the ground, inching backward.

But at that moment, the little girl stopped. She ceased to advance and instead looked at the group with an indescribably resentful gaze.

Then, with a lick of her lips, her voice, cute and sweet, uttered a phrase that tingled the scalp: "Don’t move back; I haven’t eaten anything for a long time since I awakened. Besides this person who doesn’t belong to this world, the rest of you have complete Three Souls and Seven Spirits. Although some have unawakened Void Bodies, they still taste delicious."

The little girl said this, pointing at Zhou Yan.

Her pink, chubby fingers, delicate as porcelain, were now terrifying to even Zhou Yan at that moment.

Zhou Yan hesitated slightly, steadied his mind, then casually tossed Yang Liufeng in his hand towards her, saying, "If that’s the case, let me offer you a feast first."

With those words, the strength in his hand surged, the immense physical power making it impossible for Yang Liufeng to resist, shooting him like a cannonball directly towards the little girl.

At this moment, Yang Liufeng was so frightened that he nearly lost his soul, feeling the immense pressure of death crashing over him. His heart sank, plummeting to the depths, knowing well that he was utterly doomed.

In that instant, so many thoughts crossed his mind, but in the end, Yang Liufeng found an eerie peace.

Yet, the sensation of death did not come as expected, because in that moment, a figure appeared in front of him even faster, and then, he saw a fire!

A burst of purple flames emerged, accompanied by massive amounts of the power of thunder and lightning, exploding like divine thunder descending.

"Hiss... Hiss... Hiss—"

The densely packed lightning struck the little girl suddenly, and she let out a piercing scream.

But this scream had no sound, it was like a Soul’s scream, so everyone’s Soul felt unbearably painful at that moment—except for Zhou Yan.

As Zhou Yan threw Yang Liufeng away, he already made his move, deriving the Xingyi Tiger Sword Spirit, driving the Purple Flame Breath, condensing flames like those of the Void Thunder Tribulation, gathering all his strength to hit the little girl directly.

Zhou Yan had thought that facing the enemy head-on, he would certainly not be the opponent’s match, but Purple Flame Thunder was the nemesis of all Souls, as long as he could hit, the opponent would surely be wounded.

But to hit such a strong individual was extremely difficult! Because the gap with the Realm was too large, it would lead to all actions being sensed by the opponent.

When Zhou Yan threw Yang Liufeng, what he thought was to take the opportunity to escape, he even knew that the Evil Soul Ghost would definitely sense such a thought in his heart.

So he deliberately lulled it into complacency.

Sure enough, the flames that had been condensing in the Purple Flame Void, combined with the Xingyi Tiger Sword Spirit’s Power of thunder and lightning, struck wildly, and the little girl immediately encountered a horrifying blow.

In that moment, her body underwent sudden changes, swelling violently, her height instantly reaching eight meters!

Her skin was no longer porcelain and delicate but turned into a greenish tone, identical to the skin of a fierce beast lizard, and moreover, there were many black bumps on it, like the skin of a toad magnified hundreds of times, draped over her body, incredibly terrifying.

But at this time, a large part of this being’s skin was burned to blackness, as if it had rotted, and white viscous fluid bubbled from within.

Her arms were no longer graceful but had transformed into a pair of black bony wings, with sharp spikes growing on them.

Her twin braids had now turned into two horns, the horns covered with white strands as thick as caterpillars, each strand over two meters long.

Below the strands, a pair of eyes as big as bronze bells, those eyes now a crazy, violent blood-red.

Where was the cute little girl of before, this was clearly a fearsome Fierce Beast!

It roared angrily, and from its mouth spewed a terrifying white vapor, which turned everything it passed over into a terrifying black curtain like a chaotic stream.

So, it turned out the previous terrifying black curtain originated in this way!

Seeing this scene, everyone’s face changed.

But at that moment, Zhou Yan suddenly clapped his hands together, directly casting two ancient Sword Intents, followed by many complex hand seals appearing instantaneously.

The ancient seal techniques and the Soul Level Soul Crystals shot out like a torrential downpour.

Just as the black curtain came terrifyingly swallowing up everything, the Heaven and Earth suddenly shifted, as if forcefully diverted.

The grey, dark red, and chaotic world suddenly started to snow.

The dry, charred ruin that was the ground below now had accumulated snow covering the earth.

A moment later, the black curtain was gone, and the world was suddenly peaceful, the oppressive atmosphere dissipated much, and the terrifying pressure also vanished.

"Alright, another Ancient Array has been opened, entering another place of safety. But the route for the subsequent arrays must be recalculated, it would take roughly a day. And before that, I have some matters to resolve," Zhou Yan looked around at the snowy ground and said with a relieved sigh.

He had his own principles, even if these people were destined to die, if they had paid a price, and he had made a promise, he would keep them alive for the time being.

Of course, he would only try his best, and if he really couldn’t save them, he wouldn’t insist.

"Zhou Lingzhe, I’m sorry."

Yang Liufeng, still somewhat dreamlike after experiencing two episodes of Life and Death, suddenly knelt down in front of Zhou Yan with utter sincerity.

He was very proud, and he would never really be convinced by a person, but at this time, he knelt down with all sincerity, without feeling a bit ashamed.

It was a true expression of sincere apology.

"Get up. You, even if you have some cunning intentions, they are all written on your face. When you’re bad, you’re bad, when you’re good, you’re good, it’s evident at a glance. But there are some who act in the shadows, yet pretend to be pure and innocent on the surface. Those are the ones who deserve to die,"

Zhou Yan glanced at Yang Liufeng, seeming indifferent and casual as he spoke.

However, his words made every Cultivator’s heart chill.

Suddenly, everyone began to reflect on the fact that while things had gone smoothly earlier, they had now inexplicably encountered danger. For a while, everyone fell silent.

"Eh, where is Mister Zhuge Chunqiu?"

At that moment, Gongcheng Diewu unexpectedly exclaimed, breaking the silence and thoughtfulness of the crowd.

"His Cultivation Method is a bit special, he got trapped inside. Wait here for a moment, I will go in and bring him out," Zhou Yan said with a slight frown, explaining.

"This..."

Hearing that Zhou Yan was about to leave, Gongcheng Diewu immediately became somewhat troubled.

Zhou Yan just gave her an indifferent glance, and Gongcheng Diewu involuntarily trembled, her face paling slightly.

"Behave! When I, Zhou Yan, say something, I mean it, and I see it through. My word is as good as Nine Cauldrons, not like some, who treat their spoken words as nothing!" Zhou Yan’s voice was chillingly cold as he spoke.