Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao

Chapter 1591 - 111: New World

"Which Holy Spirit? What Holy Spirit?"

Zhou Yan’s inquiry made the red-clothed girl slightly startled, clearly somewhat unable to comprehend.

In reality, their language was not just an ordinary secular language; even their way of speaking remained in a very ancient era.

Just like the common language during the Sword Burial Ancestor Star era of the Great Zhou family.

Zhou Yan understood this language, but speaking it felt rather unfamiliar.

The girl’s bewilderment and confusion made Zhou Yan equally perplexed.

Immediately, he looked at one of the three black-robed men pursuing them and said, "In the Holy Spirit Era, which Holy Spirit’s era is it?"

In Zhou Yan’s inquiry, his gaze locked directly onto the black-robed man.

The black-robed man was originally extremely arrogant and overbearing, to the point of not taking Zhou Yan—this neither human nor ghost—seriously at all. But the moment Zhou Yan’s gaze locked onto him, he instantly felt cold all over, a terrifying sensation emerging in his heart.

It seemed that if he made a wrong move, he would be reduced to ashes.

This terrifying sensation wasn’t new to him, but it was the first time it had been this severe.

The black-robed man immediately trembled all over, beads of uncontrollable cold sweat forming on his forehead.

He looked pale at Zhou Yan, not even daring to meet Zhou Yan’s gaze.

After shivering for a moment, he immediately said respectfully, "Senior, what Holy Spirit... It’s just a symbol of an era, perhaps... This junior is lacking in knowledge, feeling utterly confused. Is there a legend among all this?"

The man’s confusion and the red-clothed girl’s bewilderment immersed Zhou Yan in silence.

The final scene was something Zhou Yan would eternally never forget.

It was precisely because of that final scene that Zhou Yan’s heart was filled with infinite unwillingness.

Some deeds of the Emperor Soul Clan were truly too ruthless, too excessive.

Thus, Zhou Yan’s heart was ablaze with an unyielding obsession to find the Emperor Soul Clan, to unravel the ultimate cause within it.

Now, Zhou Yan knew clearly that he had escaped, in a situation unknown to any existence, truly resurrected.

Resurrected within his skeletal body and human skin.

This resurrection was the soul freed from eternal shackles and sealing, living in the flesh.

In this new world, it was clear that the Emperor Soul Clan wouldn’t be so powerful, so high above.

Starting anew didn’t matter much, but if those damned and scheming existences couldn’t be slain, how could Zhou Yan be content?

He cared little about life and death, but upon knowing that scene, his heart’s unwillingness, and that woman imprisoned in shackles and prison, how could he abandon her?

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment, then lifted his head to see the black-robed youth suddenly tremble, scared until he immediately knelt on the ground, continuously kowtowing.

"Senior, spare my life!"

"Senior, spare my life!"

The black-robed man instantly began kowtowing, his attitude so fearful it was astonishing.

The girl in the pale red gauze skirt was also astonished by this scene, feeling some unexplained unease.

She occasionally glanced at Zhou Yan secretly, as if afraid Zhou Yan might suddenly erupt.

This Old Monster sitting beside the ancient tomb was indeed terrifying!

The five girls beside the pale red gauze skirt girl were also anxious and uneasy, some uncertain and seemingly besieged on all sides, now almost facing certain death.

The kneeling black-robed man continued kowtowing, while the expressions of ridicule became apparent on the faces of the two black-robed youths beside him.

"What a thing, Wang Zhe Lin, I think you’ve gone mad, just an old ghost about to decay!"

"Indeed, you’re becoming more and more incompetent, shaming our Holy Land!"

"In our Holy Land, if everyone were like you, how could the Saint Heir shine across the world?"

The two black-robed youths said, one of them already holding the large knife in his hand, directly slashing towards Zhou Yan.

Within this slash was evidently an overwhelming Sword Intent.

However, no matter how powerful this attack was, even if Zhou Yan had no strength inside his body, a slight move of his Soul Power, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the black-robed youth’s body froze in the Void.

Subsequently, his body suddenly shattered into pieces, instantly becoming a blood mist.

"Devour!"

Zhou Yan’s mind stirred, the Soul Power spread out, and all the vast blood mist, like a ray of light, entered his body.

Zhou Yan’s body visibly swelled a bit, and his face was no longer skin and bones, but noticeably fuller.

At least, he no longer resembled a dried skeleton, now possessing a hint of blood color.

Such a transformation made the girl Zhao Xuexun in the pale red gauze skirt and the five girls beside her all lose color in shock, crying out.

Yet they feared affecting Zhou Yan, quickly covering their mouths tightly.

On the other hand, another black-robed youth holding a knife suddenly felt weak, clattering, his knife had already fallen to the ground.

"Soul Search."

Zhou Yan cast the remaining Soul Power over.

Yet in an instant, the black-robed youth let out a painful cry, his soul shattered into powder.

Blood mist dispersed, flesh muddled.

This black-robed youth died tragically right then.

He simply couldn’t endure Zhou Yan’s soul-searching method.

"This..."

Witnessing this scene, Zhou Yan could only forcefully deploy the Emperor Qi Dragon Swallowing Sky Divine Skill with his soul again.

Moments later, Zhou Yan had somewhat recovered again.

In such a situation, Zhou Yan finally had a little ability to move.

He stood up and punched in the Void towards the kneeling black-robed man.

"Buzz—"

No power explosion, no energy transmission, yet this punch of inevitable killing intent.

The black-robed man’s body exploded directly, not even having time to groan, immediately dying on the spot.

Zhao Xuexun and the few girls in red and green skirts were now frightened pale, trembling uncontrollably.

Zhou Yan turned his head towards them and said, "Bishui Sword Sect?"

"Y-Yes, senior."

Zhao Xuexun immediately responded respectfully.

Despite being extremely frightened, she had to withstand the pressure because among the six, she was the senior sister, and she had to protect the junior sisters.

"Bishui Sword Sect, is there anyone named Gu Xi?"

"Gu... Gu Xi?"

Zhao Xuexun was momentarily stunned, then her eyes showed shock as she asked, "What is the relationship between senior and the Holy Ancestor?"

She exclaimed in disbelief, and immediately became quite fearful.

"Holy Ancestor? Holy Spirit Supreme? Ancestor? Time has indeed passed for endless ages."

Zhou Yan sighed, his voice still hoarse yet filled with a sense of deep sorrow.

This scene provided the six women present with an extreme sense of shock.

This old monster... could he be from the same era as the Holy Ancestor? How long has he lived?

Nowadays, the lifespan of a cultivator is only a few hundred to thousands of years; such a longevity belongs to old monsters who have lived over ten thousand years.

Thinking about this, Zhao Xuexun felt filled with fear and unease.

"You may leave."

Zhou Yan looked into the distance.

There, a group of figures in black robes shot out like streaming light.

"Trying to leave? No woman the Saint Heir desires has ever been able to escape!"

An extremely arrogant voice echoed in all directions, and then a group of more than thirty men in black robes surrounded them.

Zhou Yan casually waved his hand, and Soul Power surged, suddenly presenting an invisible black dragon above his head.

The giant dragon, like a whale swallowing water, abruptly inhaled towards the thirty black-robed men.

"Buzz—"

The void shifted, all thirty black-robed men were suddenly devoured by an unknown black hole.

Zhou Yan sat down cross-legged and began using Emperor Qi Dragon Swallowing Sky Divine Skill to devour and refine the souls and Blood Qi of these more than thirty black-robed men.

During this process, Zhou Yan carefully stripped their souls to begin acquiring a deeper understanding of this world.

Meanwhile, Zhao Xuexun and the other six women were completely stunned.

They stared at Zhou Yan as if seeing an absolutely ferocious devil yet didn’t dare to leave, nor stay, clearly trapped in a contradiction of fear.

"You may leave. It is safe now."

Zhou Yan said.

His tone softened somewhat.

This time, Zhao Xuexun heard clearly, feeling a bit excited but still worried that Zhou Yan might change his mind, suddenly delivering a fatal strike while they were leaving, killing them all.

"Senior, how about letting Xuexun stay here to take care of you, serving you while the other junior sisters leave?"

Zhao Xuexun gazed at Zhou Yan cautiously.

"Senior sister, don’t."

"Senior sister, this old monster... this senior is so powerful that you won’t need to take care of him."

"Senior sister, if you don’t leave, we won’t either."

...

Instantly, five red and green veiled girls were anxious to tears.

"You may leave, I have ties with Bishui Sword Sect. Bishui Sword Sect was originally named ’Cold Ice Sword Sect,’ that was quite ancient history."

Zhou Yan sighed as he spoke.

Zhao Xuexun was shocked, then immediately looked at Zhou Yan as if remembering his appearance to search the ancient past.

"Senior."

Zhao Xuexun suddenly knelt down.

"Hmm? What’s wrong? Oh, does Bishui Sword Sect have difficulties now? After some time, I... I will send a direct disciple to you. He will help solve your troubles."

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment and immediately understood Zhao Xuexun must have had a request.

Indeed, upon hearing his words, Zhao Xuexun eagerly was about to kowtow, but Zhou Yan reached out to stop her.

Then, Zhou Yan once again dismissed the six of them.

Zhao Xuexun hesitated for a moment, ultimately realizing that she couldn’t really help by staying with Zhou Yan, thus she quickly took five junior sisters and flew away.

At this time, Zhou Yan gradually began to understand some of the current world’s information.

Simultaneously, Zhou Yan continued stripping the souls of the over thirty slain cultivators, extracting information to gradually understand the structure of this world’s power division.

In terms of realms, they greatly resembled the past, though every cultivator’s soul is now very complete.

Moreover, this world’s rules are very stringent and reasonable, and even with Zhou Yan’s Holy Spirit Evil Venerable abilities, he couldn’t detect any flaw in these rules.

This was extremely astonishing.

In terms of realms, there are Qi Condensation Realm, Condensing Yuan Realm, Condensing Core Realm, Broken Core Realm, Soul Condensation Realm, Void Soul Realm, Soul Spring Realm, Soul Sea Realm, Heavenly Tribulation Realm, Life Soul Realm, Holy Domain Realm, and Divine Domain Realm among others, each realm divided into nine layers.

This realm division corresponds greatly to the past realms, with not much discrepancy, but the Condensing Core, Broken Core, and Soul Condensation, Soul Spring, Soul Sea Life Soul etc. realms clearly show the perfected realms after repair, each realm endowed with unique abilities and corresponding rules, comprehensive and perfect.

Zhou Yan pondered for a long time, yet found no flaw.

And Zhou Yan also discovered that as his Qi and blood became replenished, the powerful abilities of his soul began settling into his body, starting to become restricted by rules.

Either he adapts to this world, then fully revives and begins anew like an ordinary person going forward.

Or his soul defies the rules of this world, attracting the Void Thunder Tribulation, encountering a catastrophic doom, getting sanctioned and killed by rules on the spot.

Zhou Yan contemplated for a long time and already had made his choice.

With the various insights and experiences of the Holy Spirit Evil Venerable, how could this world make him ordinary?

Furthermore, many places in this world, to him, felt like his home, freely accessible. Those desolate lands, burial grounds, ancient lands, are like his backyard.

Thus, even if all kinds of heaven-defying abilities were temporarily shackled, it could not prevent his rapid resurgence.