Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 632 - 068 Divine Tao!

Chapter 632: Chapter 068 Divine Tao!

Under the cruel laws of the jungle, no cultivator believed there was such a thing as fairness.

Yet such obvious favoritism still disheartened many cultivators.

Countless gazes were now directed their way—though before this, even when Zhou Yan was at the height of his fame, many cultivators had disregarded him.

But now, the situation hadn’t changed, only the nature of the gazes had.

It was the kind of disdainful look from a talented individual of humble origin towards a profligate scion.

Such gazes now appeared in the eyes of the vast majority of cultivators in the Nine Origin Heavenly City, falling upon Zhou Yan.

"They say Zhou Yan is this and that, but I see he is nothing special; he must have mastered a secret technique of the saints and attacked surreptitiously, catching Duan Xinghun off guard."

A young cultivator with light wings on his back said calmly.

"Exactly, Zhou Yan is merely at the Nine Changes of Sword Void Realm, not even at the Sword Tribulation Realm. The fact that he could injure Duan Xinghun in a sneak attack only speaks to his strong backing and hidden resources. As for the rumors that the Sword Void Realm can match the Sword Tribulation, I see it as nothing more than an exaggeration, a mere empty reputation,"

a slim, attractive woman in white said indifferently.

Her tone was casual, as if all of this was just a farce, and she was merely watching a joke.

"Fairy Feng Xi makes a valid point. After all, the gap between the Void Realm and the Tribulation Realm is incomparable to previous combat strengths. If he truly had such ability, wouldn’t that mean he could break through level three in the Sword Tribulation Realm? That’s utterly impossible."

Another man in a gray robe sneered.

"Sword Burial Ancestor Star, even the entire Nine Origin Universe, has never heard of such a person—well, there was once talk of an extraordinary woman among the Immortal Fox lineage, who allegedly reached level four in combat power and then vanished, but that is but a myth and ultimately unverifiable."

The young man with light wings chuckled lightly.

"Zhou Yan sure can stir up trouble, but let’s see what he can do. Though, from what I see, even if he acts aggressively, he wouldn’t dare to kill Duan Xinghun. At most, he might just torment him a bit. Could he dare to disregard the face of the saints? Could he defy the authority of the saints?"

the woman named ’Feng Xi’ said softly.

Her tone remained superior, as if on Zhou Yan’s side, only Jiang Wannian was worthy of a second glance, and she held considerable contempt for Yun Shu.

"Hehe, he’s just showing off, flaunting his glory and power like a brat. As for the path of cultivation, this is as far as he goes! Such character, truly poor!"

The young man with light wings taunted.

...

This type of discussion buzzed continuously, mostly along similar lines.

Zhou Yan’s sensing power was incredibly strong, and he easily sensed all of this, but he didn’t take it to heart.

In the face of absolute power, all schemes, all gazes, would vanish like smoke, would disappear like ash.

Zhou Yan looked at Duan Xinghun in front of him, who was now disfigured and nearly completely crippled, his gaze cold and piercing.

That look, as if controlling everything in the world, instilled endless chill in Duan Xinghun’s heart.

Duan Xinghun despaired amidst pain and suffered amidst despair, enduring a torturous cycle that seemed endless.

Duan Xinghun suddenly felt immense regret, regretting his arrogance and his belief that with the support of three Great Saints, he could behave tyrannically and look down on everyone. Now, he knew he had really hit a wall.

Duan Xinghun reflected on the past.

All past events seemed as vivid as if they were right before his eyes. How many times had he, like the current Zhou Yan, tormented others who were now as miserable as he was, full of endless hatred and venom in their eyes—his own eyes must look the same now, right?

Duan Xinghun thought, a mocking smile appearing on his lips.

But he merely sighed, yet not feeling too desperate, because he knew Zhou Yan would never defy the rules of the saints, never break the taboo of killing him.

Saints cared extremely about their pride; the rules had just been set not long ago, and if Zhou Yan broke them now, if he executed him, it would be a slap in the saints’ faces in front of everyone!

Although Zhou Yan had the backing of the Evil King, Saint Yao, Moon Immortal, Fairy Die, and Yaochi Saint, he certainly wouldn’t dare to be so rashly impulsive.

So, thinking of this, Duan Xinghun also revealed a mocking smile, a sneer at Zhou Yan for not daring to deliver a deadly blow.

Although, his heart had been tormented into a mess by Zhou Yan’s Killing Spirit Divine Dao, he felt that wearing the mocking smile now made him appear even more charismatic as a man.

Just waiting to escape the current crisis—there were saint elixirs in his family, though recovery might take ten days, a fortnight, or even half a year, there was still hope!

Thinking of this, Duan Xinghun’s eyes gleamed even more intensely.

He didn’t know that even these confident thoughts stemmed from the urging of the Killing Spirit Divine Dao—in other words, the Killing Spirit Divine Dao subtly drew out the light of hope from his despair, and then Zhou Yan would personally extinguish that hope, personally throttle it.

A person, only when most hopeful and then despaired, suffers the greatest torment.

As Zhou Yan’s understanding of the Killing Spirit Divine Dao deepened, his methods became more ruthless, like a calm and silent harbor suddenly erupting with a fierce, insane, and deadly strike!

"You probably think I’d just torment you a bit and not dare to make a move, right? Now, you think I should release you, right?"

Zhou Yan suddenly said.

As he spoke these words, Evil King, Yaochi Saint and others’ expressions changed drastically. Everyone among the Five Great Saints instantly realized that Zhou Yan was about to lose his temper!

Zhou Yan’s temperament was well-known to those like Evil King and Yaochi Saint who had dealt with him.

The muscles on their faces twitched several times instantly, and their expressions became somewhat stiff—due to Zhou Yan’s ruthless and protective nature, he was truly terrifying.

This man was a madman, a psychopath, a lunatic! Even if he offended Saints, he would fight relentlessly and tenaciously! This Duan Xinghun...

They feared that the rules set by themselves and others might just be publicly broken by Zhou Yan!

The expressions of Evil King and the others looked somewhat ugly. After all, Saints were very concerned about face, and if Zhou Yan were to make a move, it would mean he completely disregarded their dignity.

But subsequently, they almost immediately thought of another identity of Zhou Yan—Lei Yan King; and instantly, whatever little resentment in their hearts evaporated.

Because Lei Yan King never spared anyone’s face, and even if others wanted to give him face, Lei Yan King would disdain it. They weren’t even qualified for that.

"Make your move, Saint Yao,"

Evil King sighed helplessly. Although there was no resentment in his heart, without rules, there would be chaos. If Zhou Yan intended to make a move, they had to stop him; otherwise, Saints would completely lose their authority.

Thus, the moment Zhou Yan spoke, Yao immediately took action.

Among the Saints, one’s action was usually enough.

Moreover, due to Zhou Yan’s personality, it was inappropriate for Evil King to act. It was most suitable for Yao, who had the best relationship with Zhou Yan, to do it.

Yao did not target Zhou Yan directly but used the energy of spatial lock to confine space, keeping everything as if it were frozen. This essentially sealed the space, preventing Duan Xinghun’s death, and keeping Zhou Yan from making a move.

However, at this moment, a rune appeared in Zhou Yan’s palm, a ’卍’ shaped flame rune!

The moment the rune appeared, the spatial lock of Saint Yao immediately shattered.

Yao’s method was broken!

This scene shocked all the Cultivators watching.

Feng Xi and other Cultivators were dumbstruck and in disbelief at this sudden turn of events.

"What... what Dao is this?"

"Is Zhou Yan really going to shame the Saints to their faces, intent on killing Duan Xinghun?"

"Has Duan Xinghun really provoked a great demon now, going so far as to ensure his utter destruction?"

"This Zhou Yan, recklessly forcing his way, hmph, if he truly makes a move, his fate will certainly be miserable—you see, even the Saints are looking displeased,"

...

A group of Cultivators around Feng Xi began discussing heatedly.

In fact, it was not just Feng Xi; other Cultivators shared similar views.

But to Zhou Yan, it was as if he neither saw nor heard any of this.

After breaking through Yao’s blockade, the Silent Annihilation Purple Flame escaped the spatial constraints in a spinning manner, making a leap akin to traversing the void. At this moment, the true power of the Silent Annihilation Purple Flame manifested.

Just as Duan Xinghun felt he could survive and rise again, the Purple Flame suddenly struck like lightning, entering his body with a ’sizzle’.

"Puff puff puff puff puff—"

Bursts of flames continuously exploded on Duan Xinghun’s body, like tiny explosions occurring intermittently.

When these explosive sounds connected together, the sound surprisingly became beautiful, like a captivating musical composition! The delicate bursts of flame dazzled like fireworks, spectacular and colorful.

As the beautiful light appeared, Duan Xinghun completely disintegrated, without even a trace of ash remaining.

Duan Xinghun was dead.

This death was not just the death of the void body, the main body, or even the soul, but it was more like a demise so complete as if he had undergone a Transformation, truly vanishing into nothingness.

Even if Duan Xinghun still had avatars elsewhere, due to this incident and its consequences, other life forms of Duan Xinghun would be extinguished as well!

This method might not have seemed conspicuous when executed, but witnessing such an outcome, even the Evil King, Yaochi Saint, Yao, Fairy Die, and Moon Immortal could not help but tremble and look hesitant.

If such a method were to display its true Divine Tao power, then even Saints could meet a tremendously tragic end.

"This... Is this another Divine Tao? Why, this... why does it feel so familiar?"

Evil King murmured to himself, his heart suddenly jolting as he recalled the origin of this method! Because of this, whatever lingering dissatisfaction Evil King held was completely dissipated.

Even then, Evil King decided, even if Zhou Yan was publicly breaking all the rules set by the Saints at this moment, and thereby slapping all of their faces, he would still protect Zhou Yan and ensure he faced no punishment!

Because he saw in Zhou Yan the shadow of someone he had once greatly feared and revered.

This Divine Tao was precisely that person’s favorite method to use.

The scattering rotation style of the Purple Flame was well recognized as his signature move back then.