??225: Chapter 113: The Affectionate Sword Dao Will Eventually Perish!
225: Chapter 113: The Affectionate Sword Dao Will Eventually Perish!
This valley, with its extrely low terrain, was protected from harsh winds and scorching heat.
It held the perennial spring-like freshness and fragrance characteristic of the valleys where the Emperor Sword Wuji Lineage thrived.
Surrounded by mountains, a natural formation isolated everything within, as if the heavens had intentionally left a peaceful sanctuary in this cruel world.
A gentle breeze caressed the face, warm and comfortable.
Normally, such a natural environnt would allow Zhou Yan, who followed the Natural Dao, so insight and deep contemplation about complex cultivation issues, especially regarding the condensation of the Sword Soul, providing a rare and excellent opportunity for thought.
But now, the words of Zhou Yuntian and the scene of him being attacked by everyone made it impossible for Zhou Yan to have such insights into the Heart of Nature.
Especially, the disdainful tone from Zhou Yuntian looking down from above seed more like mockery.
“Don’t be resentful, it’s just the rule of the victor over the defeated!
When you previously trampled
underfoot, Great Zhou Family abandoned
to cultivate you, you should have anticipated that one day, when I rise, it would be your turn to be stepped on!
Do you think, just because Great Zhou Family abandoned
for you when you arrived, they won’t abandon you for a new genius?
You think too highly of yourself.
In reality, you are nothing at all!
Just delusional!”
Zhou Yuntian spoke again, his voice cold and provoking Zhou Yan.
It seed, he wanted to trample down everything Zhou Yan had, bit by bit.
Even now, when in his eyes, Zhou Yan was surely dood, he still wanted to shatter Zhou Yan’s past before his death, turning even the mories worth recalling into sothing unbearable.
“Zhou Yuntian, how ridiculous of you to tornt your own sister like this!
Do you think, if she weren’t your sister, you’d still be alive?
Your sister and my father were actually trying to save you too!
Now, you tornt her like this, and I find it quite satisfying to see.”
Zhou Yan silently stared at Lee Yan Yun, who was being tornted by Zhou Yuntian, and then he suddenly spoke.
“Is that so?
Let
make you even more satisfied then!”
Zhou Yuntian sneered, suddenly intensifying his control over the soul, torturing Lee Yan Yun again.
Lee Yan Yun’s soul had beco so faint and indistinct, seemingly on the verge of shattering.
Her disheveled and battered appearance was utterly miserable.
The anguished moans of the soul, although faint and noiseless, were still palpably excruciating to Zhou Yan, an indescribable tornt.
“How about that?
You think by saying that, I’ll ease her punishnt?
You’re too full of yourself!
High comprehension doesn’t an you’re extrely intelligent!”
Zhou Yuntian mocked.
Zhou Yan remained silent for a long ti, then he smiled and said, “Yes, maybe I’m naturally spineless, clearly knowing I shouldn’t have returned here, yet for so things I couldn’t let go, I deliberately ca back.”
“Yes!
It seems you believe everything now, isn’t that nice?
But wait, there’s sothing more satisfying for you!
Have you heard of Feng Lingqing?
Well, let
bring you the good news, she was pregnant, nearly seven months along, and the little one looked just like you.
When I dug her out, she looked like a little guppy, but I left her there, gave her no food or drink, and just let her starve to death!
Hahaha, want to see your daughter now, like a dried-up frog?”
“You deserve to die!”
At this mont, whether true or false, Zhou Yan felt as if his entire body’s blood was boiling, a formidable killing intent in his heart no longer suppressable, like going mad.
“Deserve to die?
Indeed, but you won’t see that day!
You think, because that child died, no one here knows?
Everyone knows, and yet no one advised
otherwise!
This is what you consider your own people?
A family that can abandon the genius they once cultivated at all costs, what trust can there be!
Because of you, I was abandoned, but do you think you won’t end up like this?
You deserve to die, but I won’t let you die in peace; I want you to know, you’ve always been treated as nothing but a puppet!”
Zhou Yuntian laughed heartily, the more hysterically Zhou Yan acted, the more he reveled in it.
But despite his blatant mocking of the family and acknowledging this harsh reality, no one retorted.
Everyone, even deliberately avoided looking into Zhou Yan’s eyes.
“Like a puppet…”
“Like a puppet…”
“Like a puppet…”
The scene was deadly silent, only the voice of Zhou Yuntian reverberated continuously.
Zhou Yan summoned the Purple Fla, attempting to break free from these shackles in an instant, but before the Purple Fla could stir, the Ancestor Thunder Divine Light from Zhou Gucheng was emitted, forcefully suppressing the gathering of the Purple Fla.
A raging, undying fury welled up in Zhou Yan’s heart, but no matter how he tried to muster his energy, he still couldn’t move.
His master’s past experience had clearly shown that the most terrifying enemies were not outsiders, but those close to you.
Because those close to you imperceptibly had mastered everything about you, striking with the force of thunder, leaving no room for any escape.
His master was betrayed by a friend, narrowly escaping death; had it not been for a leopard inadvertently saving his master, his master would have long been killed by that friend.
Now, as history seed to repeat itself, first, upon teleportation, Zhou Yan was paralyzed by Zhou Gucheng, the person he trusted the most, who then soon after, the real ancestor of Zhou Family made his move, locking down all his abilities.
Then, Yang Qingtan with an invincible Sword Intent, shattered his ancient Sword Intent, rendering the Sword Intent he could still utilize useless.
The rest were all eyes of prey.
A heart full of anger, at such a juncture, had cooled down.
Zhou Yan desperately wanted to go mad, for he knew that Zhou Yuntian’s words were very likely true.
It was an extrely cruel fact, and if that was the case, Feng Lingqing was probably in dire straits now.
Zhou Yan felt a heart-wrenching pain as if to suffocate, the successive blows suddenly made him realize the current reality, but, when the Nine Origin Reincarnation began, everything had already changed.
True and false, illusion and reality, could no longer be judged rely by ntal activity.
Because the highest realm of deception is actually speaking words of truth and falsehood while thinking to oneself that all these are true.
Only by deceiving oneself can one deceive others.
In Zhou Yan’s heart, there was an inexplicable sorrow, the Affectionate Sword Dao had reached a point where he could no longer cultivate it.
A heartless person might not necessarily be a true hero, but the Affectionate Sword Dao would ultimately perish.
Enduring the trendous pressure of the unknown space, Zhou Yan felt the power of the Great Zhou Family’s Ancestor, a power so overwhelming that it drove one to despair.
Zhou Yan, bearing his body’s agony, felt his anger had long turned into helplessness and powerlessness.
The mont he heard the news, he had been ready to fight to the death, but those people seed to know him too well, not even giving him a chance to fight desperately.
Zhou Yan also wanted to stall for ti to use the Undying Rebirth Technique, to gather the Purple Fla in the Purple Fla Void, or to get a chance for his soul to enter the Purple Fla Void and gather Purple Fla, releasing it outside his body, but he never got the opportunity.
“You say so much, I don’t believe it!
All these, they could never happen, your imagination is really rich!
Aren’t you just unable to make a move?
Are you waiting for soone, or just stalling for ti?”
Zhou Yan said casually, while he was struggling against the terrifying binding force of the Zhou Family’s Ancestor.
At this mont, the only thing unknown to others was the soul-level Spirit Armor and the soul-level sword.
Soul level, even the lowest quality, once activated, would have unimaginable power.
However, Zhou Yan wondered, besides Ancestor Blood, what else were they doing this for?
Could it be they were trying to force him to use his ultimate Soul Artifact Battle Armor and sword, or to verify the Thunder God’s giant finger, or to understand his master’s inheritance?
Any of these things being exposed would surely result in a terrible storm of blood and carnage.
But if he did not act now, he would have no way out.
At that mont, while Zhou Yan was struggling, he suddenly felt a more terrifying oppressive force appear, and another powerful being tore through the Void and arrived.
This was a woman in colorful clothes, dressed exactly like the colorfully dressed female guards of the Emperor Sword Qiankun Lineage.
After her arrival, she rely glanced at the cold beautiful woman beside Zhou Yuntian, completely ignoring the others, but the oppressive aura she emitted suddenly impacted the Zhou Family’s Ancestor.
“Once the unbirthed spiritual fetus is ready, go back early, don’t waste ti here with these trifles.”
The woman casually spoke, and the cold beautiful woman beside Zhou Yuntian imdiately reacted.
“Yes, I understand.”
The woman bowed and said.
Because of this small interlude, the binding force of the Great Zhou Family’s Ancestor suddenly loosened a bit, and Zhou Yan imdiately seized this opportunity.
In an instant, his soul rushed into the Purple Fla Void, and his soul aura imdiately disappeared.
Afterward, Zhou Yan gathered Purple Fla, preparing to activate the soul-level Battle Armor and sword with the infinite Demon Beast Essence Blood, using the Guardian Sword Formation and the defensive power on the Soul Armor to withstand everyone’s attacks, while preparing to use the Broken Worry Sword to carve a blood path.
But, just at this mont, the colorful-clothed woman suddenly focused her gaze and stared intently at Zhou Yan!
At that instant, Zhou Yan felt his soul pierced by such a pair of eyes, not only unable to gather energy, but even the connection between his soul and body was completely severed by that gaze.
This woman in colorful clothes, unknown who she was, but her cultivation definitely surpassed Hou Yao, this much Zhou Yan could be certain!
Moreover, this was not a woman who wielded a sword, because behind her, there was an Ancient Flute.
The Ancient Flute was her weapon!
“Little fellow, don’t you understand yet?
Resistance is futile!
Since we specifically sent Zhou Qian to draw you here, it was for this mont.”
The woman spoke condescendingly, her expression indifferent, yet she conveyed a sense of regretful compassion.
Her voice was cold but very pleasant to hear.
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