Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 469 - 116: Evil Past

Chapter 469: Chapter 116: Evil Past

The Netherworld Nine Soul Envoys dismantled the observer’s light screen.

Because he should not have been spying on everything inside the hall, had his spying been discovered, he would have suffered a loss greater than the gain.

Such a loss, the Netherworld Nine Soul Envoys believed he would never suffer, for he had never done, nor would ever do such a thing.

Yet, he was unaware that all his thoughts were completely known to Zhou Yan, who even intentionally staged that scene for him to witness.

In this world exists a kind of clever person who, due to a suspicious nature, often gets outsmarted by even cleverer people, and the Netherworld Nine Soul Envoys were just that kind of person.

Previously, the Netherworld Nine Soul Envoys had never encountered such a person, so he did not know. Now that he had, he still did not have the chance to know.

Only he was actually the one ultimately kept in the dark.

Yet, in his heart, he was the most delighted, believing he had outsmarted everyone.

The Netherworld Nine Soul Envoys began to prepare for the activation of the Netherworld Heavenly Road and also prepared for the murderous intent towards the Saints.

Since the Hall Master sent such a thoroughly scheming Soul Envoy, he must also slaughter one or two scheming Saints to show himself well, teaching a cruel lesson to those human Saints who dared to covet the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb and snatch the Yuan Ci Secret Realm.

...

Netherworld Hall.

Zhou Yan’s gaze swept around, and after the feeling of being watched disappeared, he let out a soft sigh of relief.

"The Netherworld Nine Soul Envoys are no longer focusing here, right?"

Zhuge Jiayue, truly a genius of Tianji Mountain, immediately noticed something from Zhou Yan’s demeanor.

"Mm, no longer focusing. But whether he focuses or not, it actually doesn’t matter; it won’t affect the established grand scheme."

Zhou Yan smiled confidently.

"Your smile reminds me of someone from the past... I’ve heard many of his legends, admired him greatly, and often, I even got lost in them."

Zhuge Jiayue let out an inexplicable sigh, speaking softly.

Uncle Gu Yan glanced at her with a complicated expression and said, "It seems you’ve truly fallen for him."

"Perhaps, but that man is an idiot, unaware of romance, yet paradoxically quite lustful," Zhuge Jiayue seemed to recall something, a gentle reminiscence appearing on her face.

Zhou Yan felt somewhat astonished. His meeting with Zhuge Jiayue had only been that one time at Tianji Mountain. Now, Zhuge Jiayue was calling him an idiot? And lustful? This was quite bizarre.

But Zhou Yan did not take it to heart or give it much thought; his mind was filled with countless doubts, unconcerned with a few more mysteries.

"Fortunately, I’m not that fool. Otherwise, with a gifted and extraordinary woman like Jiayue favoring me, I’m afraid I’d be too distracted to eat or drink,"

Zhou Yan joked.

"Zhou Xuanzhe, you too are quite the fool."

Zhuge Jiayue’s beautiful face turned slightly red, then remembering the time Zhou Yan endured torture for her and Uncle Gu Yan, her heart filled with tender feelings, and she could not help chirping in.

Zhou Yan was taken aback.

Looking at him, at his resolute and graceful face, his handsome and startled expression, Zhuge Jiayue’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, making the scene where Zhou Yan had been close to fainting from torture reappear in her mind.

Her eyes couldn’t help but moisten.

Even though she harbored affection for Emperor Qi Sword Body Zhou Yan, faced with Lei Yan’s such selfless actions, being a practitioner of Heartless Dao, she naturally had moments of being touched.

In this instant, because her emotions were stirred, she could not hold back showing her true feelings, gazing at Zhou Yan with a look full of deep emotion.

Zhou Yan couldn’t quite articulate his feelings, but he understood that in this world, the more outstanding a man or woman, the more they attract the attention and affection of the opposite sex.

Without jealousy, one is mediocre. Similarly, a man not liked by women is not truly a handsome talent.

If to blame, one can only blame one’s own charm for being too irresistible.

This was what Zhou Yan thought, yet he intentionally ignored Zhuge Jiayue’s tender gaze.

"Cough, cough, save your sweet nothings for later; this place is not the time for such intimacies."

Uncle Gu Yan softly coughed, breaking the somewhat strange atmosphere.

"Who’s whispering sweet nothings? He’s as unresponsive as a log,"

Zhuge Jiayue retorted with a coy complaint, her face blushing slightly.

Zhou Yan chuckled without concern and then gathered his emotions, speaking seriously, "Now that things have settled down, I’ll take you to the Netherworld Queen. Of course, as for the identity I’ll be presenting... you know."

With that, Zhou Yan’s body once again exuded the Netherworld aura of Lei Yan King. This posture and demeanor made Uncle Gu Yan’s eye corner twitch involuntarily, his heart filled with an inexplicable taste.

"Uncle Gu Yan, is there something you want to say to me?"

Zhou Yan, highly sensitive, activated the Netherworld Power and suddenly felt a sensation of dominating all things, like a born king. His words seemed to carry the breath of Heaven and Earth control.

This feeling appeared out of nowhere, without any reason. If there had to be a reason, perhaps it was just that Lei Yan King had such a posture, and unconsciously, he carried the aura of Lei Yan King.

"Yan... Right now, Zhou Xuan’s situation is very close to Lei Yan King, except that the strength doesn’t match. However, the evil aura is completely lacking; you could act a bit more wicked, more cruel and ruthless, then it would be foolproof."

Uncle Gu Yan suggested after a moment of contemplation.

"How about this?"

Zhou Yan instinctively adjusted his temperament and killing aura according to what Zhuge Guyan had suggested, allowing his murderous intent to fully manifest, agitating the ferocious Ancient Blood within him.

"This—"

Zhuge Guyan was startled, his face showing a clear color of utter shock, but he quickly calmed down. However, his voice was still trembling as he said, "Like this it’s very, very, very similar."

He had started to stammer.

It was no small matter for a genius who had lived through a second life to start stammering.

Zhou Yan understood in his heart that it might not be just similar, but very nearly ’the same.’

However, he just sighed and did not speak.

Nobody knew that every time he sighed, his mood was definitely not good. His greatest satisfaction from himself was that he never allowed himself to feel too good. People who feel too good tend to die the fastest because they often let their senses relax.

"Zhou Yanxuan, I hope you don’t go down the old path... If, if one day you enter the Time-Space Tower and meet an extraordinary woman, remember to love her well and let her live."

Zhuge Guyan fell silent for a moment, as Zhou Yan’s sigh seemed to have wrung his heart brutally, thus he could not help but issue a warning.

After he finished speaking, a terrifying lightning-like Rule Power suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, piercing into Zhuge Guyan’s body.

"Puh-puh—"

Zhuge Guyan’s body aged instantly, his eyeballs suddenly burst and shot out, turning into two blood arrows in the void.

Eventually, the white blood arrows disintegrated into nothingness, like a decaying cold wind, blowing by and then settling into calm.

Zhuge Guyan’s eyes were hollow, indistinguishable from the blind Ni Chang Fairy of the past.

At the same time, a white liquid-like blood oozed from his seven orifices, looking very tragic.

His face also aged quickly, his body dried up like tree bark, shaking precariously in the wind, as if it might extinguish at any moment.

This scene changed so quickly and terrifyingly that by the time Zhou Yan realized, everything had already happened, and Zhuge Guyan had collapsed to the ground with a muffled groan.

It was at this moment that Zhuge Jiayue let out a startled scream, her pretty face instantly losing all color.

"Uncle Gu Yan, what, what happened?"

Zhou Yan was taken aback, and involuntarily thought of Lee Sha’s curse power.

Some partial memories indicated that Lee Sha had no name, and anyone who tried to name him would die. It seemed that speaking about Lei Yan King, crossing the line, would indeed incur terrible suppression.

What... what was going on?

He, as Emperor Qi Sword Body Zhou Yan, isn’t that the same as Lei Yan King? Or is it not?

Impossible! Otherwise, why would Yanyan have said long ago that he was always her Lei Yan King in her heart?

But why...

Why...

Zhou Yan shivered, but the evil aura on his body grew even denser. He showed no change in expression, indifferent while Zhuge Jiayue tried to save Zhuge Guyan.

The condition of Zhuge Guyan was similar to the initial state of Ni Chang Fairy; those blinded eyes were impossible to heal even with the Undying Rebirth Technique or something of the sort—it was obviously very peculiar.

"Zhou Yanxuan, what has my Young Master done to wrong you that you would do this to him?! If you have any grievances, take them out on me, I won’t resist! Please save him..."

Zhuge Jiayue was somewhat angry, but also sad and disappointed because the man she admired was capable of such ruthless and brutal actions.

Zhou Yan was silent, with no words to offer.

Was this really his doing? Or was it not?

There was no way to explain.

Because nobody knew better than he did that the Lei Yan King was indeed himself, and there was no mistake.

And Zhuge Guyan seemed to have suffered the punishment of the Power of Destruction simply because he revealed information about Lei Yan King.

Looking at it this way, Lee Sha’s past life was not just a simple one; only after becoming Lei Yan King did he truly begin to become fearsome.

So, what transformation occurred with Lee Sha at Thunder Flame Breaking Path Mountain? The person there must know...

The situation became complex, yet it was not the outcome Zhou Yan desired. If Lei Yan King, just to protect some of his secrets, could make a move against Zhuge Guyan, then even if Lei Yan King was himself, Zhou Yan would never forgive such a version of himself.

Such a self was too terrifying, too beastly!

"I’ll do my best to save him, don’t worry, he won’t be in danger."

Zhou Yan sighed again, as if draped in heavy chains.

Perhaps many people were right; the things you don’t know are a sort of bliss from ignorance.

From this situation, part of Lei Yan King’s memories being gone was indeed much less burdensome than having them.

Perhaps it was an extremely dark, brutal, and evil past.