Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 486 - 132: Destruction of the Giant Eye

Chapter 486: Chapter 132: Destruction of the Giant Eye

"Dier’s kindness is appreciated, but really, there’s no need. If I don’t want to die, no one can kill me."

Bai Ying said confidently.

There was already a hint of anxiety on her face, but it wasn’t very obvious.

"Sister, you have special abilities, Fairy Die, you don’t need to worry. If you truly want to help sister, then let’s work together quickly to open the space-time path to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb. With your help, sister can cut the travel time to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb in half."

Yao sensed Bai Ying’s anxiety and immediately felt a sinking feeling in his heart, because he knew that once Bai Ying became anxious, things were likely to get worse.

Fairy Die was no fool. Upon hearing this, she immediately retracted her guardian treasure and without saying another word, she was the first to cast ancient Netherworld Runes and Ancient Array Runes.

Yao also quickly cooperated by carving Ancient Array Diagrams into the void, opening the space-time path to traverse the void directly, sending Bai Ying into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb.

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"Zhou Yan, did you already know that once one steps forward, most Cultivators would have their souls shattered?"

A dense group of Cultivators surged forward like a swarm of locusts, quickly encircling Zhou Yan.

One of the Cultivators said in an ice-cold voice, filled with intense hatred.

"My several good brothers died because of that step you took, their souls dissipated! They all had the ability to comprehend Xuan Restriction, qualified and strong enough to impact the Sword Tribulation Realm, even becoming Ancestors or Saints in the future was not impossible, but because of your step, they all died! Dead, all gone!"

Another young man glared at Zhou Yan with bloodshot eyes, his hatred especially fierce.

"You despicable man, you probably think you have everything under control, thinking you’re the number one in the world just because you can come here alive, not putting the lives of us fellow Cultivators in your eyes?! Today, Xiao Feng Spiritualist will avenge my elder brother and slay you right here!"

Another Cultivator stepped forward and pointed at Zhou Yan, radiating a chilling intent to kill.

"Gentlemen, even if we didn’t take that step, the light path on the Netherworld Heavenly Road was filled with deadly threats, and we might not have survived to make it here. At least, now that the light path has disappeared and the dangers have vanished, the situation is much better than before! How can you all place your hatred on Zhou Yanxuan’s head?"

Among the Cultivators, there were more rational individuals who immediately spoke up rationally.

"Bullshit! No matter how dangerous the light path was, once we could find a way to break through it, it didn’t necessarily mean certain death, like the method of abandoning the physical body, didn’t it solve the attack from the evil skeletons? Hmph, instead, his forceful show of stepping forward caused tens of thousands of geniuses to die tragically. How can we not avenge this debt?! If we turn a blind eye, how disheartened would the families of those dead geniuses be!"

A Cultivator’s voice, like that of an Evil Ghost, howled in rage, completely madness.

"A bunch of mad dogs, do you really think you have the capability to survive on the light path?"

Zhou Yan walked out with his hands behind his back, his gaze cold as he stared at the crowd of geniuses, his voice filled with mockery.

"Madman! Ridiculously arrogant!"

"Waste, I’ll cut you down!"

"Kill, kill this deranged villain!"

"Finish off this dog bastard!"

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Zhou Yan’s words immediately incited the crowd, many Cultivators almost unable to control their own killing intent, nearly ready to take action.

Zhou Yan sneered and said, "Want to make a move? You’re welcome at any time. But, if there are any Cultivators who do not wish to make a move against me, please step aside to avoid accidental injury later on."

Zhou Yan’s words were cold and merciless.

After he finished speaking, many Cultivators sneered continuously, looking at Zhou Yan as if they were watching a clown.

Others, who had no personal losses and indeed faced less risk by suddenly arriving here from the light path, felt neither ill will nor goodwill towards Zhou Yan, and thus were not inclined to become his enemy at this time.

There were also some who, having witnessed Zhou Yan’s ferocious methods while eradicating the Purple Flame Burning Skull, and knowing that Zhou Yan, with his rank within the top twenty among genius men as a Secondary Main Peak resident, probably had formidable techniques, thus many Cultivators pressed down whatever anger and unwillingness they harbored and stepped to the other side.

Even with the large number of people present, the scene was not chaotic. Nearly ten thousand geniuses were divided into two groups, one of which, with over seven thousand people, apparently had no intention of targeting Zhou Yan.

The remaining nearly three thousand Cultivators, however, all harbored strong killing intent. These Cultivators, whether having lost relatives, friends, brothers, or even Daoist couples due to Zhou Yan’s step that triggered the collapse and explosion of the light path, or were inherently mad, or even had the thought of forming a large group by combining with a group of geniuses, therefore stood in opposition to Zhou Yan.

"So, it’s you people who wish for my death, right?"

Zhou Yan’s mouth curled into a chilling sneer as he said coldly and mercilessly.

"Zhou Yan, what are you pretending to be a genius for? Do you think we are all useless like sacks of rice and wine? This group of us geniuses, even if twenty talents like Ji Wu joined forces, they might not have any advantage. What are you?"

"Exactly, I heard you have a divine map that greatly increases the chances of seizing the treasure from the Yuan Ci Secret Realm? Kneel down obediently, hand over the map, and maybe we’ll leave you an intact corpse!"

A cultivator’s voice echoed ominously.

Upon hearing this, many cultivators already understood that their pretext for confronting Zhou Yan had nothing to do with the real reason, which was the fact that the existence of the map had been leaked.

However, Zhou Yan didn’t care. He looked at these people with the disdain one might reserve for ants and said, "Are you done talking? If you’re done and you don’t make your move, you won’t have the chance to!"

No sooner had he spoken than Zhou Yan immediately took action.

He didn’t use the Sky Vaulting Giant Finger. Instead, without any more words, he directly activated the Eye of Destruction from his soul.

Facing so many geniuses, Zhou Yan certainly wasn’t as relaxed as he appeared. After all, even ants can bite an elephant to death, and this group of nearly three thousand geniuses was no small number. Each had their own hidden card to play.

A single move from each could be enough to overwhelm him, so during his speech, Zhou Yan wasted no time in striking first, not giving these people the chance to make their move ahead of him.

Moreover, the Netherworld Power that had been continuously purifying within him before had made him feel increasingly as if his soul possessed a sovereign’s demeanor to dominate heaven and earth. Almost without thinking, the Eye of Destruction then devoured the rampantly raging Netherworld Power and erupted explosively!

Terribly fearsome and pure Netherworld Power coalesced. Zhou Yan’s frown bore the Thunder Seal that seemed to unlock an invincible rhythm against nature’s order, as a terrifying tidal wave surged heavenward like an endless tsunami.

The endless Netherworld Power formed a pattern like the starry universe, deriving a Sky Vaulting Giant Eye; this eye, like a vertical sun-eclipsing pupil, suddenly snapped open.

Inside that giant eye, a flickering black light resembling the dark abyss below the Netherworld Heavenly Road sparkled, and deep within the pupil was a blood-red river, like a world forged from cascading blood, raging and roaring furiously.

"Thud—"

A pitch-black Blood Light burst forth, obliterating a swath of the starry sky, and shot out from between heaven and earth.

Facing them, the nearly three thousand geniuses, whether they were too slow to react or had already executed their astonishing techniques, were all struck by the Blood Light.

A terrifying scene unfolded before the eyes of all the geniuses.

In that moment, they horrifically realized that the nearly three thousand geniuses were swallowed by a fearsome Fierce Beast, their bodies corroding amidst endless blood until they became nothing but heaps of White Bones. The white bones shattered into pitch-black particles, and eventually took shape like an Eight-carried sedan chair bearing a Netherworld pattern, only to break apart and disappear again.

It was as if a titanic beast of heaven and earth had suddenly awoken, swallowing those geniuses whole, then transforming them into Tribulation Ash.

This spectacle profoundly shook everyone.

Even Zhou Yan himself had not anticipated that the Eye of Destruction would unleash such a terrifying world-annihilating light.

His body felt completely fine; it seemed as if the abilities and techniques released by the Eye of Destruction did not originate from himself.

After the Eye of Destruction fell silent, Zhou Yan didn’t feel any discomfort, but suddenly, he felt as though he had lost connection with the Eye of Destruction. It was as if the powerful Soul’s Eye had been abruptly stripped away, and after a single use, the Eye of Destruction became ineffective.

"What’s going on?"

A trace of surprised doubt filled Zhou Yan.

He had not felt such doubt even when he slew nearly three thousand geniuses in one move; instead, he felt immensely refreshed. But now, with the loss of the Eye of Destruction, he found himself somewhat unsettled.

Zhou Yan’s brow furrowed as he saw the nearly seven thousand remaining geniuses, each looking deathly pale as they stared at him, their eyes filled with palpitations, dread, and fear, as if looking upon an ancient Divine-Level Fierce Beast.

As for the nearly three thousand geniuses, aside from the hundred or so who were very lucky or had the foresight to sense danger and had escaped in a disheveled state, that region had turned into a vast, pitch-black chasm with no remaining corpses or bones.

In one move, the Eye of Destruction abruptly unleashed a heaven-defying display that slaughtered over two thousand five hundred genius cultivators.

This method nearly frightened the rest of the geniuses out of their wits!

Now, temporarily setting aside the exploration of the Eye of Destruction, Zhou Yan began to feel that this move might have a power comparable to a Saint’s fury. He thought of the Sky Vaulting Giant Finger, and as he realized the countless factors that had increased the purity of his Netherworld Power, his thoughts started brewing.

"Perhaps the Eye of Destruction requires extremely pure Netherworld Power to gather and unleash its might, and once used, my body has an instinctual memory of how to do so—Is this an innate technique of Lei Yan King? It’s a pity the incredibly pure Netherworld Power inside me is dissipating at such a fast pace... Otherwise, that move might be even more effective than the Sky Vaulting Giant Finger."

As Zhou Yan pondered, his gaze remained stern as he looked at the hundred plus cultivators who were still alive but in dire straits. Without further ado, he immediately unleashed the endless Thunder Flame Divine Tao Sword Intent, paralyzing these cultivators temporarily with its unparalleled numbing force. Then, he activated the Thunder God Fire Sword Dao, employing a heaven-defying offensive and carrying out a ruthless slaughter of these cultivators.

"Puff, puff, puff—"

Combining Life and Death Sword Dao with Life and Death Sword Intent, Zhou Yan unleashed a potent Soul Power, instantly slaughtering three previously arrogant genius cultivators.

The trio was in nothing but a soul state, and once their souls were violently shattered, they instantaneously dissipated. Zhou Yan’s Purple Flame Void Power swept up, swiftly devouring and Refining their soul fragments.

Then, he turned his deadly focus to the other genius cultivators’ souls.

In this world of souls, Zhou Yan’s soul was half-derived from his Master’s Saint soul, having mutated countless times and becoming exponentially stronger than the souls of these geniuses in the Void Realm.

With the restraint of the physical body gone, Zhou Yan attacked again with the Thunder Flame Sword Dao—towards souls, the Thunder Flame Sword Dao had an exceptionally strong suppressive capability. Furthermore, the surviving hundred-plus cultivators were all severely injured, resulting in a completely one-sided massacre.