Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 308 - 178 Ling He Submits

Chapter 308: Chapter 178 Ling He Submits

Spirit and Body Unity.

An unprecedented belief expanded within his heart. Zhou Yan felt his strength reach an unimaginable state of Perfection.

He had used up one Fist Intent, yet ten units of energy remained—each unit potent enough to greatly temper his body and achieve the topmost recovery.

This was the best usage of Fist Intent.

It was much more beneficial than releasing the Fist Intent in attack form.

Six Fist Intents remained, locked within the Purple Flame Void. The tempered Fist Intent could perform the Undying Rebirth Technique eleven times. After executing it once, ten units of energy remained.

This meant that, if used entirely for recovery, the remaining six Fist Intents equaled sixty-six recovery opportunities!

That was his ace in the hole! Without merging that drop of Blood Crystal, Zhou Yan knew he would still be hesitating and unable to achieve his desires, still trapped in past pain, decadent and unable to extricate himself.

Now, having merged with the Blood Crystal, Zhou Yan hadn’t lost himself; instead, he felt more whole and more confident.

Yet under such conditions, Zhou Yan didn’t rush to leave this place.

Although chaotic, this place contained energy highly suitable for Artifact Refining.

Artifact refining in a Desolate Land often yielded excellent results.

This time, even the Soul-level Battle Armor Spiritual Lotus Armor and the Soul-level Sword Green Lotus Broken Worry Sword had suffered a great impact and were nearly broken.

Therefore, Zhou Yan calmed his mind, condensed the Purple Flame, and once again engaged in Artifact Refining using his invincible Sword Dao.

Ancient Array.

Rune.

Sword Dao.

The current Zhou Yan had improved in many aspects, incomparable to his past self, not even a tenth or a hundredth of his state during the battle with Ji Tianxu!

Now that he had condensed his Sword Soul, he truly felt powerful.

Under such conditions, his Artifact Refining Ability naturally became even more effortless.

This was the fourth time he had reforged this set of armor and sword.

This time, Zhou Yan used Fist Intent as the foundation, deriving Three Sword Souls, and utilized the Supreme Water Sword Intent to engrave ancient runes.

Every ancient rune contained Undying Sword Intent! Sword Intent, runes, and the array combined into the Seven Star Sword Formation, making this sword formation deeper and more complex.

Various plans of Eight Diagrams and Nine Palaces also continually derived.

This time, Zhou Yan condensed Purple Flame, Sword Intent, and Sword Soul; when the runes surged, Heaven and Earth exhibited an anomaly!

The sky turned dark and gloomy. Even the inherently violent and harsh environment of the Ancient Evil Formation couldn’t compete with the awe of Heaven and Earth.

The armor melted and re-formed into a rudimentary shape, with runes appearing on it. Heaven and Earth seemed to foster Thunder, as if a Heavenly Dao Tribulation had occurred, which was immensely terrifying.

At this scene, Zhou Yan retracted his refining aura, paused his actions, and began to melt the Broken Worry Sword.

Once the Broken Worry Sword achieved a similar rudimentary form, the light of Tribulation Lightning reappeared.

At that moment, Zhou Yan burst forth with strong Essence Blood, merging it with all runes, Sword Intent, and completely shaping the armor and sword in one fell swoop.

In that instant, the clouds in Heaven and Earth rolled tumultuously, horrifying Tribulation Lightning bombarded down, and the originally silent Despair Abyss burst open once more, with relentless and terrifying Thunder cutting down fiercely at the armor and sword.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Loud, intense sounds trembled in all directions.

The armor ascended into the Void, suddenly enlarging and covering the sky and sun.

The long sword transformed into a streak of radiance, like a Gray Dragon roaring amidst the thunderclouds.

The entire Ancient Array was suddenly torn apart by the appearing clouds of Tribulation, and space itself twisted. The already decrepit Despair Abyss became even more chaotic at this moment.

Zhou Yan, witnessing this momentum, was also somewhat moved. The commotion caused by the Spiritual Lotus Armor and the Green Lotus Broken Worry Sword this time was indeed immense.

Those Cultivators who hadn’t moved too far away surely sensed such fluctuations.

Zhou Yan’s heart grew heavy, his expression solemn as he stared at the Spiritual Lotus Armor and the Green Lotus Broken Worry Sword in the Void, contending against the Thunder, watching as the two soul devices gradually fell into disadvantage and were about to be destroyed.

His gaze sharp as a sword, a murderous intent erupted, ready to release the Sword Soul and shatter the Heavenly Dao Tribulation.

Just then, Zhou Yan’s gaze sharpened, his murderous intent retracted as he looked toward a certain spot in the Void.

"These two are Middle Grade Soul Devices, no longer recognized by the Heavenly Dao, and cannot directly condense here. I’ll help you conceal the Heavenly Mechanism, giving you a chance."

Suddenly, a beautiful and melodious voice sounded, followed by a woman in white descending from a Lotus Platform from the Void and striking towards the Void Thunderflame with a palm.

This palm, raising a sky full of Lotus Leaves, embodied infinite Lotus motifs, truly concealing the Heavenly Mechanism.

Under this Qi force, Zhou Yan’s intention stirred, and the Spiritual Lotus Armor and the Green Lotus Broken Worry Sword directly condensed a Sword Spirit, rapidly evolved, and achieved Great Perfection.

Subsequently, this set of Soul Armor and the Soul Sword appeared directly on Zhou Yan.

Middle Grade Soul Devices, and a set at that, was already formidable against the heavens! Because even Void Realm powerhouses could not possess such powerful Soul-level Battle Armor and Sword.

The Soul Armor merged with his body, concealing Zhou Yan’s physical manifestation and transformed into a snow-white scholarly robe that fit perfectly.

The Broken Worry Sword, then, displayed a faint silver color, which matched the white quite well and was not as ostentatious as black. Nonetheless, the domineering and unruly aura alone indicated that Zhou Yan had fundamentally changed.

"Congratulations on recovering your arms and eyes."

Zhou Yan spoke icily, though his eyes revealed a killing intent.

His voice was laced with sarcasm.

He had recognized this woman, despite her changed appearance, now even more perfect, breathtakingly beautiful, and aggravating Zhou Yan whose nature was restored, but he was now well able to control his emotions.

"It turns out you recognized me after all. Alas, I am indeed that woman ’Lingling’, who lost her arms and eyes, and the executor of the ’Heavenly Destiny Plan’. Even before that, I had told those people that the Heavenly Destiny Plan was designed to save everyone in the Southern Wilderness.

Thus, after the Heavenly Destiny Plan, they knew the truth and would resent you... But sorry, the former me wasn’t the whole me.

Now, I want to make amends."

"Do you think you deserve to?"

Zhou Yan asked coldly with a sneer.

"I know, I’ve wronged you..."

"No need for more words. Even though you have the ability to deceive the Heavenly Mechanism, now if I want to kill you, you have no chance to resist. Just go. Considering you’ve saved my Soul Armor and Soul Sword, I won’t hold it against you."

Zhou Yan said coldly and without mercy.

His gaze was chilly and ruthless, a stark contrast to his previous indifference.

The fairy-like woman in white couldn’t help but give a bitter smile and said, "I know... Even though I know you are utterly disappointed, I still need to say, I’m sorry..."

"I’ve heard enough, and you can leave now."

Zhou Yan was very familiar with this woman, but the more he felt this way, the less he wanted to interact with her.

The sovereign of the Heavenly Destiny Plan, how could she be ordinary? Such people are cunning and unpredictable.

Even though her eyes seemed genuinely remorseful, times had changed.

With a changed heart, Zhou Yan’s attitude had also changed.

"The past me is dead. Now, I am not ’Lingling’ but ’Ling He’. I just want to try my best to compensate you. Besides, the king... has already fallen silent, so whether you believe me or not, I sincerely want to make amends."

The fairy-like woman Ling He said with a sigh.

Her expression was melancholy and weary.

There were certainly many unclear memories involved.

But Zhou Yan couldn’t remember.

And remembering wasn’t necessary; from just a few words of Ling He, one could surmise that something serious had occurred.

"Make amends? Heh."

Zhou Yan scoffed coldly and then his gaze freely roamed over Ling He’s body, from head to toe.

Such unabashed staring, even Ling He felt somewhat unsettled and insecure.

"If you genuinely want to make amends, kneel before me and make me comfortable."

Zhou Yan’s gaze turned a bit fierce, yet twinkled with a wicked smile, savoring the sight of Ling He.

He didn’t understand why Ling He acted this way, but recalling the message his master left about his ’friends, relatives, lovers, heh heh’, he distinctly felt the irony and disdain in it.

And since it was so, this woman had tormented him before, why would Zhou Yan show her any kindness now?

Ling He looked at Zhou Yan incredulously, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

"What? Still playing innocent? Don’t understand what I mean? Want me to explain it to you more clearly?"

Zhou Yan mocked Ling He, seemingly having her figured out.

Ling He, like a fairy untouched by the mortal world, was a woman no cultivator would dare disrespect, yet Zhou Yan did so without any restraint, asking her to...

"I... I..."

Tears of humiliation appeared in Ling He’s eyes, and her face showed clear hesitation.

Zhou Yan snorted coldly and directly stepped into the void.

"Wait, Zhou... Zhou Lingzhe, I’ll strip, I’ll kneel."

Ling He sighed as if she had made a tremendous decision, deceiving the Heavenly Mechanism again and gently unfastening her lower-grade Soul-level Battle Armor Gown.

Zhou Yan turned back, his gaze wantonly scanning her body, but he didn’t move forward.

Ling He bit her lip, knelt on both knees, and slowly moved towards Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan watched all along until Ling He’s bare hands reached toward his body.

But right at that moment, Zhou Yan grabbed Ling He’s long hair and yanked it back, forcing her head to tilt back uncontrollably.