Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 619 - 055: Leave Now and You’ll Still Have a Way Out

Chapter 619: Chapter 055: Leave Now and You’ll Still Have a Way Out

"I am the Zhou Yan you spoke of, the one whom you claimed is not even a match for you."

The man in the black battle armor stood with his hands clasped behind his back, speaking indifferently. Then, with a casual wave of his hand, he released a stream of Origin Power, like dew from a spiritual spring, that suddenly descended upon Yun Shu and the others.

Their wounds healed at a visibly rapid pace.

Such a technique was comparable to that of a Saint.

Such a technique instantly stunned everyone present, including the Xia Family Master Xia Feng, and even Xia Rui was no exception.

"Yan’er..."

The excitement in the hearts of Zhou Wangchen, Xiao Zhan, Li Yunjin, and the others could only be imagined, as they involuntarily began to tremble.

And for Yun Shu, a myriad of emotions surged in her heart at the sight of Zhou Yan appearing. To her inexplicable relief, she felt an incredible sense of security.

It seemed that no one had ever been able to give her such a stable sense of safety, and Zhou Yan, although not even in the Sword Tribulation Realm, possessed such an ability.

Yun Shu’s heart was filled with sighs as she subconsciously looked towards Zhou Yan. At that moment, her beautiful eyes suddenly froze—because Zhou Yan’s realm had actually, indeed, progressed once again!

Somehow, Zhou Yan had reached the peak of Great Perfection in the Nine Changes of Sword Void and had also suppressed the five declines of heaven and man with a most adept technique!

"Good heavens, this, this is impossible!"

"How, how could he be so powerful!"

"Such a monstrous genius, no wonder he defeated me with one move at the peak of the Sword Void Sixth Transformation!"

...

Yun Shu’s shock was unimaginable, but after the excitement, Li Yunjin and the others immediately felt a deep sense of loss, as they thought of the Saint.

No matter how strong Zhou Yan was, he was no match for a Saint.

"Yan’er, you, you must leave quickly, don’t worry about us!"

Li Yunjin suddenly came to her senses and spoke anxiously.

"Yan’er, leave, right now, or else we’ll disown you as our child!"

Zhou Wangchen also understood in that moment and said sternly.

"Father, Mother, there’s really no need to worry."

Zhou Yan said unmoved, his voice calm, soothing the anxiety in Zhou Wangchen and the others.

Their belief, that calm look in his eyes, caused the words at the tip of their tongues to ultimately retract.

"Well, this is quite touching. Since that’s the case, let me show you just how much of a genius I, Xia Rui, truly am!"

Xia Rui erupted in fury. His terrifying aura and endless energy, perfectly aligned with his Holy Artifact, struck at Zhou Yan with full force.

Zhou Yan did not move.

He allowed the near-space-slicing power to cleave at him and the nearly destructive Sword Spirit to pierce through his body.

Zhou Yan’s body seemed to be cut in half by a single blow, the halves quickly shattering.

Xia Rui made his move, his strongest strike, displaying the Tao in his heart and manifesting his capabilities, feeling an immense sense of exhilaration.

Seeing Zhou Yan shattered with one strike, about to turn into dust, a disdainful look appeared on his face.

But the shattered Zhou Yan did not turn into dust; instead, with his shattered body, he calmly asked, "Is your attack over?"

"Huh?"

Xia Rui’s expression changed as he saw the shattered Zhou Yan, as if time had reversed, piecing himself back together.

No blood flowed from his body, nor was there the slightest fluctuation of energy.

Yet his technique was so bizarre, so inconceivable.

Xia Rui, as if seeing a ghost, immediately realized something was wrong, a sense of crisis enveloping him, making him feel a suffocating pressure of death.

"Run!"

Almost instantly, Xia Rui felt death closing in and gave up everything, pushing his Holy Artifact, resonating at ninety-nine percent, in a vain attempt to escape.

But Zhou Yan, without any movement, suddenly emitted a beam of the Light of Destruction from his eyes—a light that contained the profound meaning of Killing Spirit Divine Dao and the Void Profound Meaning of the Void Sword Body—directly piercing through the void and descending upon Xia Rui.

Xia Rui, who had not managed to escape, froze on the spot.

"Thud—"

Xia Rui knelt on the ground, incessantly kowtowing and apologizing to Zhou Yan, saying, "I was wrong, I, Xia Rui, am garbage, a lowlife. All of us from the Xia Family are lowlifes, all of us beasts, we should never have offended the great Zhou Yan..."

As he insulted the Xia Family, he sought to placate Zhou Yan, kowtowing and crawling on the ground until he reached Zhou Yan.

By this time, Zhou Yan had descended from the void, and Xia Rui groveled at his feet, licking Zhou Yan’s boots.

This behavior stunned Xia Feng and the others, and even Yun Shu, upon seeing this, could not help but shrink back, feeling cold through her body and soul.

"The Killing Spirit Divine Dao! The dreadful Killing Spirit Divine Dao!"

Yun Shu’s heart felt cold, thinking how pitiful Xia Rui was—his life was truly over.

As expected, while Xia Rui was focused on his boot-licking, he suddenly regained his senses. In the ideal world of his imagination, he was an emperor, high above and accomplished, but suddenly returning to reality, he found himself kneeling in front of someone he looked down upon, like a dog licking the other’s boots.

"Ah—"

The huge contrast nearly caused him to break down.

"Zhou Yan, I want you dead!"

Xia Rui burst out in fury, only to find that Zhou Yan simply placed a hand on his head, and he lost all strength.

Despite Xia Rui’s struggles, he couldn’t break free from what seemed like a casual press.

"Aaaaahhhhh—"

Xia Rui struggled madly, roaring like thunder, wild like a beast, yet it was all in vain.

Zhou Yan, from start to finish, remained calm.

"Little beast, do you dare to harm someone esteemed by Xia Yuanzu?"

From within the Void, a suddenly emerging voice was old, commanding, and possessed unmatched dominance.

Zhou Yan frowned slightly, and the Power of Destruction in his hand abruptly erupted.

"Pfft—"

Xia Rui’s head was blasted into his body like a shell and then exploded inside of him.

Flesh and blood scattered everywhere, but Zhou Yan casually waved his hand, repelling these filthy remnants.

"Hmm? You’ve got guts!"

A shadowy figure suddenly emerged from the Void, pointing a killing finger at Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan’s body suddenly turned into nothingness, vanishing and then reappearing without warning.

The power of a single strike from a Saint had surprisingly missed its mark.

Zhou Yan still wore a calm expression; no one knew what he was truly thinking.

But after the missed strike, Xia Yuanzu’s expression turned a few shades graver.

He stared at Zhou Yan, scrutinizing him, then suddenly asked, "The Soul Suppressing Stele from the Heavenly Heart Secret Realm, did you take it?"

"That’s correct."

Zhou Yan’s gaze fixed on Xia Yuanzu, not bothering to mask the killing intent in his eyes.

Previously, when he arrived here, he had cast his incredibly powerful sensing power, knowing all that had transpired.

Thus, Zhou Yan had shown no mercy towards Xia Rui.

Originally, Zhou Yan’s sensing power had been lost due to the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, but then Yanyan had acted, temporarily suppressing the Five Decays, which returned to him.

At this moment, facing Xia Yuanzu, Zhou Yan harbored an intense desire to kill, but he didn’t yet possess the ability to slay a Saint.

And if it weren’t for his deep understanding of the Void Sword Body, he wouldn’t have been able to escape Xia Yuanzu’s earlier killing intent.

But with the Void Sword Body, and a profound understanding of space inherited from Yanyan’s insight, Zhou Yan was able to avoid Xia Yuanzu’s casual blow.

However, if Xia Yuanzu struck with his full power, Zhou Yan still wouldn’t stand a chance.

Despite this, Zhou Yan wasn’t concerned about life and death because Xia Yuanzu, though mighty, was no match for beings like the Yaochi Saint or the Evil King.

If Xia Yuanzu was truly that strong, he would never make an enemy of Zhou Yan! But it was clear that Xia Yuanzu didn’t even know of the agreement, indicating he wasn’t qualified to enter the core circle of the Sword Saint.

There was a previous agreement that only those in the same Realm or below the Sword Ancestor could threaten Zhou Yan’s life; other Saints could not target him!

But now, Xia Yuanzu had dared to make a move against him! This was a slap in the face to the Evil King and others! After all, the Evil King and others had assured, with their hands on their hearts, that no Saint would trouble Zhou Yan in the future!

How much time had passed, and this agreement was broken already?

Considering all this, Zhou Yan wasn’t worried at all.

He was stalling for time, waiting for other Saints to appear.

"You little mongrel, you have some skills and boldness! Hand over the Soul Suppressing Stele, and I’ll grant you a quick death."

Xia Yuanzu said coldly.

"If you back away now, you still have a chance to live."

Zhou Yan spoke with equal calm, but his words were deeply provocative.

"Hmm? Very well, little brat, you’ve got a sharp tongue, but since you seek death, this Saint will oblige you—"

Xia Yuanzu’s eyes revealed a rising Fury of killing intent as he continuously sneered.

He conjured the awe and energy of a Saint, moving suddenly to suppress and lock down Zhou Yan, intending to crush him alive with sheer presence.

But before he could act, the Void suddenly fluctuated, and then two Saints appeared out of nowhere.

One male, one female.

The man had the phantom of Twelve Scythes on his back, looking sinister and strange.

The woman, dressed in pure white gauze, floated ethereally like an Immortal, extremely eye-catching.

"Evi... Evil King, Moon... Moon Immortal."

Upon seeing the two figures, the formidable Xia Yuanzu immediately reined in his momentum, his voice trembling slightly.

Fear and apprehension were evident in his eyes.

The newcomers didn’t pay much attention to Xia Yuanzu but looked directly at Zhou Yan.

"Hmm? Unexpectedly, you have such capabilities; truly it is a cause for celebration!"

The Evil King eyed Zhou Yan and was immediately taken aback, obviously quite astounded.

Clearly, he saw through Zhou Yan’s situation in one glance.

From Sword Void Sixth Transformation, Zhou Yan had abruptly reached the peak of Sword Void Nine Transformations and had, with powerful means, suppressed the Five Decays of Heaven and Man!

It was like a Cultivator of the Sword Intent Realm comprehending the Original Dao, shocking even the Saints.

"Impressive, indeed worthy of the man I’ve set my sights on!"

The Moon Immortal said with a giggly voice, her beautiful eyes brimming with tenderness.

"Tsk—"

The Evil King smirked dismissively, and said, "You, get in line."

"Evil King, do you believe I’ll fight you right now?"

The Moon Immortal’s graceful brow raised commandingly.

The Evil King awkwardly smiled and said, "Heh heh, my mistake, just saying. Everyone knows Zhou Yan is yours after all."

The exchange between the Evil King and the Moon Immortal sent a chill down Xia Yuanzu’s spine.

What the hell was going on? Could it be that after decades of seclusion, the world had changed?