Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 399 - 049: Too Weak!

Chapter 399: Chapter 049: Too Weak!

All things are Law.

Primordial Transformation.

This was an understanding of the Supreme Dao at the most fundamental level.

Previously, genius at the True Xuan Level, after comprehending Xuan Restriction, when faced with a genius at the True Spirit Level, that combat power would be akin to crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood—annihilating the opponent in seconds.

The reason why geniuses of the True Xuan Level could regard those of the True Spirit Level as insignificant was largely because their understanding of the Dao approached the ’Origin’. But it was still just approaching.

Now, Zhou Yan had directly obtained an understanding that surpassed Xuan Restrictions, which was equivalent to obtaining a real superweapon.

And with a ’superweapon’, even a child, once it was activated, could instantly kill a truly strong man.

Not to mention Zhou Yan himself was an extremely terrifying genius. Holding the top ’Cultivation to Dao’, he would present a frightening potential.

This potential would be the fundamental force that crushes all other geniuses, a nightmare for all geniuses at the Profound Level!

Zhou Yan stood in front of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts. The old man before him had already calmed down, nearly devoid of the characteristics of life, but he was not dead yet, just in a state close to exhaustion.

But this old man still possessed an immense Life Energy; even with just a thread as tenuous as a gossamer, he could slay a powerful being thousands of miles away with a single will.

This was the terrifying aspect of this seemingly fragile old man.

He was dying, but even the powerful Evil Spirits of the Netherworld Palace didn’t dare to provoke him!

He was known as the ’Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts’, but he was not merely an Ancestor-level strong man.

Because even with Zhou Yan’s sensing power, he felt that not even ’Saint Yao’ might be stronger than this old man.

Yet such a person was still suppressed here, bound by the purple Thunderbolt chains. Then... how powerful must the person who imprisoned him be?

Zhou Yan couldn’t even begin to think about it, as even with the memory of his master, he was still deeply shocked.

At the same time, what shocked him was that terrifying planet called ’Earth’.

Just from the memories of his master, Zhou Yan had made many shocking discoveries about Earth.

The Desolate Lands and dangerous places in those memories, even if transported to the Sword Burial Ancestor Star, were unimaginably perilous Secret Realms.

For instance, places like ’Ancient Yaochi’, Kunlun Immortal Pool, Tai Xu Peak, and the Bermuda Triangle; merely probing into these places from his master’s memories filled his heart with a deep sense of dread and danger.

"This is an ancient land; the age-old legends of Pangu Heaven Creation, Nuwa creating mankind, Xingtian brandishing his weapon, Gonggong angrily crashing into Mount Buzhou, and Jingwei filling the sea...

There are remnants of ancient immortals and legendary myths of divine beings...

Perhaps other legends are debatable, but Yaochi... The Queen Mother of the West is clearly the Yaochi Saint Mother... and in our world, there is also a lineage of the Yaochi Saintess.

Even Hou Yi shooting down the Golden Crow... Hou Yi is said to be the first-generation Emperor Qi Sword Body...

The myth of Chang’e flying to the moon has become ’Ni Chang Fairy’ in this world."

"Even my master ’ascended’ to this world but perished in the Void Thunder Tribulation... According to realm division, he must have reached the Saint Peak, about to become a divine being, but fell instead."

"Void Thunder Tribulation... and the ’Thunder Tribulation’ that this Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts is bound by, should be the same."

...

Zhou Yan stood rooted to the spot, recalling many things. In these contemplations, he vaguely grasped a key element, yet these pieces simply could not connect, unable to form a concrete derivation.

Therefore, Zhou Yan instinctively recalled everything about his master once more.

"My master’s actual name was ’Lee Louneng’, the founder of Xingyi Fist. Originally known as ’Fei Yu’, styled ’Neng Ran’, he was known as ’Mr. Neng’ and ’Divine Fist Li’ in Huaxia. Later understanding the Tao, comprehending ’The Six Harmonies as One’; that is, the inner unions of heart with intent, intent with Qi, and Qi with strength, and the outer unions of hands with feet, elbows with knees, and shoulders with hips. Internal and external as one, known as the Six Harmonies... This was the inception of the natural Dao of Xingyi."

"Afterward, as the Five Elements unified, the Three Sections unified, and the Four Limbs and Three Hearts became one, he renamed himself ’Lee Ran,’ reborn with new vitality, and ’rejuvenated’, living a new life in the modern era.

In this lifetime, he cultivated Xingyi Fist to the level of Shattering Void, even piercing through the spatial barriers of the Ancient Earth Star..."

Zhou Yan carefully analyzed and discovered that the master had employed some unknown method in that world to avoid reincarnation and rebirth, instead rejuvenating directly in his body and living another life... It was an unimaginably terrifying ability.

Thinking along these lines, Zhou Yan suddenly realized that the segment of memories associated with his master’s name had also been unlocked.

As a result, Zhou Yan also obtained his master’s Memory Inheritance of combat.

In these considerations, even the understanding and contemplation of the ’Origin’ had opened up the combat inheritance and related memories restricted by rules that could not be passed on from his master.

Before, Zhou Yan had obtained everything from his master, yet did not know his master’s name. Even after learning it at the lonely grave, the combat memories were still not inherited!

This time, Zhou Yan had obtained all those combat memory inheritances!

This was a Combat Memory Inheritance from a Saint Peak powerhouse!

In that instant, Zhou Yan felt a purple aura emerge above his head.

The purple aura even formed into Three Flowers and Five Qi, manifesting a rhythm of the Supreme Dao.

This was an inexplicably emerging aura, and after its appearance, even the withered Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts was shockingly awakened.

His skinny body struggled to suppress the excitement within, and within his dry eyes, there was boundless eagerness, as if he had many things he wished to say to Zhou Yan.

But when he looked at Zhou Yan with complicated eyes, he seemed to discover something, and ultimately, the infinite splendor in his eyes quickly converged, gradually becoming calm.

Zhou Yan came back to his senses, and in that instant, although his body was still in the prior state of physical and soul fragmentation, with the final "Combat Memory" and the memory of understanding the "Origin," the path before Zhou Yan became much smoother.

Even with the inheritance of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts’ Sword Illusion Realm and the need for him to understand "Primordial Transformation," which was extremely difficult and might require decades or even a hundred years, the most important "Combat Memory" was present in the Master’s memories, saving Zhou Yan potentially hundreds of years in comprehension time.

Although these were still the Master’s memories which Zhou Yan still needed to integrate into his own, they undoubtedly provided him with an extremely convenient path.

"Whoosh—"

Zhou Yan let out a breath of turbid air, feeling the "Human Skin" on his body warming up.

This was due to the changes brought about by the understanding of the Supreme Dao.

"I never expected you to reach this step, truly beyond my imagination... but still, you are too... weak."

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts was partially conscious, but his breath was still frail.

"This was just a fortunate awakening of some battle-related memories. As for combat power... weak... up to now, I have barely cultivated for less than ten years. Had I more time, perhaps I wouldn’t have been so weak."

Zhou Yan considered and spoke sincerely.

The other party was willing to impart such a Supreme Dao to him, so Zhou Yan would not hide anything over such a trivial matter.

"Ten years... sigh..."

A heavy sigh echoed; hearing this, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts no longer showed his lustrous gaze, seeming to become immensely despondent.

He did not relay any messages for a long time, seemingly not wanting to deal with Zhou Yan anymore.

But Zhou Yan knew that the other party was simply nearing the end, with no more ability to transmit messages.

While sensing the Supreme Dao, he waited with concentrated breath and great patience.

Sure enough, after more than an hour passed, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts opened his dry eyes with difficulty once more. His eyes, devoid of lustre, were like sun-dried mud, showing signs of cracking, looking somewhat terrifying.

Yet with such an appearance, Zhou Yan felt an inexplicably bitter sentiment in his heart.

"Ten years... just ten years... but there’s no more time left... forget it, let the ’Stinky Dog Bear,’ the Holy Beast, guard you for ten years... In ten years, you must break through to the Nine Changes of Sword Void and open the Void Channel to find the road home."

"Remember..."

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts spoke and then fell silent once again.

This time, his eyes did not close; the dry, bark-like eyelids seemed as though they could no longer shut.

Zhou Yan’s heart felt a shock—the significance of these words was too profound!

If it had just been the previous feeling of familiarity, Zhou Yan might not have thought much of these words. But the term "home" made Zhou Yan immediately think of his Master...

"This must be someone with a great connection to my Master; it’s just a pity I cannot help him now!"

Zhou Yan’s spirit was moved; he almost wanted to rush over immediately, but at that moment, the terrifying aura of Thunderbolt Purple Flame flickered on the light pillar, causing Zhou Yan’s already shattered soul to tremble.

His forward movement suddenly halted because a step further would have turned him to ashes.

This Thunder Fire of the Void Thunder Tribulation was undoubtedly one of the most terrifying things.

"Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts..."

Zhou Yan’s gaze was incredibly complex. This old ancestor, now reduced to a dry husk, with a simple exchange, seemed like a kind elder who, facing death, still wanted to do him a great favor and bestow immense grace upon him... Although the old ancestor did have his requests, the reward he offered was too much, too heavy.

"When I become strong, I will surely come here to rescue this senior!"

Zhou Yan silently vowed, respectfully bowing to the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts from the bottom of his heart.

At that moment, a ray of light suddenly flew from the body of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts—it was a key as black as the Heavenly Dao Soul Stone.

"This is the purest ’Heavenly Dao Soul Stone’ key, and the handle is even made from the branch of a ’Heavenly Destiny Tea Tree’! This is simply defying the heavens...!"

Zhou Yan received the key, his expression also changing dramatically, once again startled in his heart!

Zhou Yan, usually very composed, had seen much and had a heart like still water, but this time, at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb, one shock after another jolted his heart, making him somewhat doubt what kind of terrifying place this was.