Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 334 - 199: Purple Flame Soul Refining!

Chapter 334: Chapter 199: Purple Flame Soul Refining!

The White Fox vanished before everyone’s eyes, and the next moment, she reappeared.

In her arms, she cradled a woman covered in wounds yet clad in white Spirit Armor, and behind her, a bewitchingly charming woman turned deathly pale as she was imprisoned within the Void Prison, unable to break free.

Below, the half of the War Soul Hall that remained suddenly collapsed with a thunderous crash, turning into a pile of ruins.

Those Cultivators who were still alive inside were gone in the blink of an eye, completely wiped out.

The White Fox’s tactics were silent yet fatally unseen; everyone felt a terrifying sensation as if being strangled at the throat.

Chills ran down every Cultivator’s spine.

"Master..."

The White Fox approached Zhou Yan with respect.

Worry was clearly etched on her face.

Zhou Yan’s face remained expressionless as he reached out his hand and gently took hold of the girl struggling for breath within the White Fox’s embrace, immediately infusing the Heavenly Dao Soul Stone into the girl’s body.

However, the Heavenly Dao Soul Stone rebounded the next moment.

It could no longer merge with her.

A middle-aged man, bloody and severely injured, grew even paler when he saw this.

Nearby, those Cultivators who were concentrating and holding their breath watching this scene now had extremely ugly expressions; the situation was clearly developing in an unpredictable and terrifying direction.

...

Zhou Yan’s face was terrifyingly cold, but every movement he made was incredibly gentle. After the Heavenly Dao Soul Stone was repelled, Zhou Yan cast several Undying Rebirth Techniques on the girl and attempted to merge the Heavenly Dao Soul Stone with her again.

But the Undying Rebirth Technique, which claimed to revive the dead and mend bones, now seemed ineffective, as if it were acting upon the void, without any effect.

With a thought, Zhou Yan forced out the Thunderflame Soul Liquid from his Soul, and the appearance of that milky soul liquid caused a change in the weather.

The severely injured middle-aged man’s eyes bulged out like those of a dead fish upon witnessing the Thunderflame Soul Liquid—evidently, he was utterly shocked.

His gaze remained fixed on the soul liquid, and a craze emerged in his heart.

"This is what the War Soul Hall wants... If I can get it... I must, at any cost—even though the girl’s Residual Soul is now scattered, she is beyond saving... Anyway, we’re already at odds, so don’t blame me, Sikong Han, for my ruthless actions! Plus, with the collapse of the War Soul Hall’s branch, the main hall of the Soul Hall will surely be alerted. They will inquire sooner or later. I must report this beforehand and gain enough credit!"

Thinking thus, the middle-aged man began to communicate through his soul.

But as soon as his soul wavered, he realized that a terrifying aura in the world completely locked onto him, as if any strange move would obliterate him in an instant.

Sikong Han’s heart leapt, his face showing uncertainty and surprise. He immediately pushed down any thoughts of further action, daring not to misbehave.

...

Zhou Yan didn’t know much about the effects of Thunderflame Soul Liquid, but he understood it was an invaluable treasure.

He infused the Thunderflame Soul Liquid into Gu Xi’s body. Although the soul liquid went in, there was no unusual fluctuation.

However, the energy radiating from the soul liquid finally restored a trace of Spiritual Wisdom to Gu Xi.

Gu Xi’s eyelids trembled. Despite her injuries and her body being on the verge of collapse, she remained pure and ethereal, beautiful and delicate.

Her eyes struggled to open, her vision already dispersing.

But she tried to smile, barely managing to speak, "Brother Zhou Yan... have I died? Finally seeing Brother Zhou Yan..."

"Xi’er, you’re not dead. As long as Zhou Yan is here, you will never die," Zhou Yan embraced Gu Xi and spoke softly to her.

His previously cold and determined face slowly formed a smile—a smile reserved only for Gu Xi.

Perhaps the smile wasn’t good-looking, but he didn’t want Gu Xi to feel even the slightest chill of his murderous intent.

"Brother Zhou Yan..."

Gu Xi’s previously scattered gaze concentrated slightly, then she turned her head, avoiding Zhou Yan’s tender gaze.

Tears welled in her eyes, gently slipping down as she spoke softly, "Brother Zhou Yan, Xi’er must look terrible now... don’t look at me. I just hope... in Brother Zhou Yan’s heart, to leave behind a beautiful... memory."

"Xi’er, you are always the most beautiful. That time, I was trapped by others into Heavenly Dao’s scheme, and everyone with me had to die. I deliberately said those things to make you leave, just to free you from that situation, to not let you—"

"Brother Zhou Yan, Xi’er knows, I really do. What made Xi’er sad was not Brother Zhou Yan’s words, but that when Brother Zhou Yan faced a desperate situation, Xi’er was powerless to help. Otherwise, why would Xi’er come... here? Brother Zhou Yan... I understand your difficulties... It’s a pity Xi’er... can no longer... be with Brother Zhou Yan, but... I have preserved... my purity for Brother Zhou Yan. Being able to... be held by Brother Zhou Yan before death, Xi’er feels very warm... very... happy..."

Gu Xi’s voice resonated through Heaven and Earth.

Every Cultivator fell silent.

Gu Xi’s voice wasn’t loud, but the world around was very quiet.

So quiet that the fall of a needle onto the ground would be clearly audible.

The luster in Gu Xi’s eyes was dimming bit by bit, and Zhou Yan, despite his boundless power, could only watch helplessly as the person in his arms faded away.

Zhou Yan’s gaze began to redden bit by bit, his blood boiling as if ready to erupt. Some chaotic memories he’d never had before seemed to appear, and suddenly he wanted to kill, to exterminate everything.

"Master, let Bai Yingfeng seal her life energy, then we can try to find another way," suggested the White Fox, her eyes filled with deep shock. She faintly saw the mark of Thunderflame on Zhou Yan’s forehead, flashing in and out of visibility. This reminded her of an extremely terrifying legend, prompting her to tremble as she spoke.

Her words struck Zhou Yan like a bolt of lightning, snapping him out of his near madness.

Zhou Yan glanced at Bai Ying, then nodded.

In that moment, Bai Ying immediately employed the innate secret technique, invoking the endless power of time’s Life Tribulation to unleash a life-stealing, blinding radiance that sealed Gu Xi.

This burst of white light also plunged the surrounding cultivators into despair because the emergence of this light brought forth the chants of the Heavenly Dao! This could only prove that this light possessed at least the combat power to break through the fourth level!

With a Realm enhanced four times over, coupled with combat power sufficient to break through the fourth level, this meant invincibility beneath the Nine Refinement Sword Tribulation Realm.

And such a powerful entity was merely this man’s servant. What realm, then, could this unfathomable man be from, and what terrifying history lay behind him?

At that point, even Sikong Han, who greatly desired the Thunderflame soul liquid, dared harbor no more covetous thoughts.

"Master, under these circumstances, we may need to use a fragment of the Life Soul from the Extreme Cold Sword Body, combined with the Extreme Cold Ice Soul Stone, to stabilize the continued dissipation of the soul. Then, aided by the Undying Rebirth Technique, along with Thunderflame soul liquid and the Void Ancient Scripture, there might be hope," White Fox said. Living for an unimaginably long time, her knowledge was vast.

After a long moment of contemplation, she finally spoke up.

Upon hearing this, a sharp light passed through Zhou Yan’s eyes, and after a long while, he fell into calm once more.

His gaze remained incredibly tender as he looked at Gu Xi, now sealed in white light, and murmured to himself, "What could have been cherished, I did not cherish. It is only in losing it that I am filled with regret beyond measure. Xi’er, rest assured, your Brother Zhou Yan will fight against the whole world if need be, just to heal you."

He spoke as if to himself, paying no attention to anyone else.

But at the moment, no one dared to move, let alone flee.

Because no one was certain they could escape from the White Fox’s clutches.

"Xi’er, it’s too chaotic and too noisy here. I’ll take you somewhere quiet. Rest easy and sleep, and when you wake up, you’ll be healed," Zhou Yan said.

"I know you’re still worried about your father. Although he... he’s very capable now, I no longer blame him. He is your father, and so he is mine too. I will... find him and honor him as a son should."

"Xi’er, rest assured, none of those who hurt you will escape. I will avenge you," he continued.

Speaking, a mysterious purple light emerged from Zhou Yan’s body. Then, suddenly, Gu Xi disappeared from his embrace.

No one knew how Gu Xi vanished, nor could they detect how this process took place.

Gu Xi was gone, taken into the Purple Flame Void.

The Purple Flame Void was Zhou Yan’s greatest secret; even the White Fox, the Holy Daughter, and Zhou Wangchen, Zhou Yan’s father, knew nothing of it.

But this time, Zhou Yan directly sent Gu Xi to where the Purple Flame Lotus once was.

There, the Origin Energy constantly seeped out. Origin Energy, the most fundamental energy, was exceptionally beneficial to the body.

Zhou Yan left Gu Xi there. His condensed Soul Consciousness avatar tenderly kissed her face, then his Soul Consciousness returned to his external physical body.

Suddenly, light returned to Zhou Yan’s eyes, and in that instant, the feigned smile disappeared from his face, as did the tenderness.

The hearts of the numerous cultivators present couldn’t help but grow cold.

An ominous feeling arose in everyone’s minds, causing cultivators of lesser strength to begin trembling.

"Predecessor, I—we didn’t know... When we found her... she was already nearly beyond saving, I—I even ordered my people to rescue here... I didn’t know—"

"Shut up!"

Zhou Yan snapped coldly at Sikong Han, the trembling middle-aged man in white, who immediately turned pale but dared not speak further. He didn’t want to provoke the patience of this mysterious and terrifying young man.

Zhou Yan ignored the middle-aged man, instead focusing his gaze on a stunningly beautiful woman, who was holding a Thunder Light Whip and was already shivering with fear.

"My lord... it was, it was the Hall Master who forced this lowly maid, this woman, to become an artifact refining Dual Cultivation Furnace. I am but a lowly maid; where would I dare— Ah—"

Before the woman could finish speaking, purple flames erupted beside her. The Purple Flame engulfed her completely.

The Purple Flame was a powerful flame that Zhou Yan could conjure, usually employed for Artifact Refining. Now, in his extreme rage, he used the Purple Flame to burn alive this venomous woman holding the Thunder Light Whip. With the Purple Flame, he intended to smelt her soul into Tribulation Ash, ensuring she experienced ultimate agony before dying!