Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao
Chapter 1554 - 78: Purple Flame Monarch
Feng Zishuang spoke, and suddenly the void trembled slightly. At Zhou Yan’s brow, a unique space fissure appeared.
Subsequently, Mu Qingyan, Yanyan, and Hua Qiudao also appeared.
At this moment, Mu Qingyan seemed to already know that Zhou Yan was aware of some matters, but she did not care. Instead, she looked into the distance and directly made a move.
With her move, a force of annihilating cold ice spread out, forming countless singularities.
The singularities connected to form a heavenly bridge, upon which a blood light appeared.
Within the blood light, Hou Chen’s severed arm and broken limb revealed his tragically pathetic form.
He was already on the verge of death, with endless dark blood flowing from his body.
"Chen!"
Seeing this scene, Zhou Yan’s heart sank sharply, and he immediately wanted to rush over.
But he restrained his impulse, as that blood-colored heavenly bridge was a place Zhou Yan couldn’t cross.
After all, he was still not a King, still a step away from reaching it.
At this moment, Zhou Yan realized that he was truly disappointing.
Perhaps, the existence of the Reincarnation Domain was largely for his ascent, but he not only failed to rise, he hadn’t even become a King.
Zhou Yan felt a bit despairing inside, but didn’t show it.
He silently watched Hou Chen’s situation, his heart filled with pain.
At this time, Zhou Sisi also appeared from the fissure, and upon seeing Hou Chen’s state, her delicate body trembled, overcome by pain almost choking her.
Zhou Sisi silently clutched Zhou Yan’s arm, tears unknowingly sliding down.
It was then that Mu Qingyan retracted the blood-colored singularity, and Hou Chen suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
Mu Qingyan again employed the power of cold ice, freezing Hou Chen, and then sent him into the fissure in Zhou Yan’s brow, embedding Hou Chen within the Life Ancient Tree in Zhou Yan’s brow.
After this change, Zhou Yan could constantly feel Hou Chen’s condition.
Hou Chen’s condition was dire, with injuries so severe that Zhou Yan couldn’t comprehend them, but he instinctively felt it was an extremely grave trauma.
Simultaneously, Zhou Yan sensed that Hou Chen’s injuries within the Life Ancient Tree were swiftly healing, although the balance between recovery and injury was disproportionate, overall it was gradually improving.
Realizing this, Zhou Yan felt slightly more at ease.
Zhou Yan wanted to speak, but suddenly the void became bizarre again.
Then, amidst endless golden singularities, appeared a light golden leaf.
Within the golden leaf appeared a female figure very familiar to Zhou Yan.
This woman was none other than Zhou Lingyi.
However, she appeared more beautiful than ever before.
She glanced at Zhou Yan distantly before her gaze shifted to Feng Zishuang.
"Sister."
Zhou Lingyi said softly.
Feng Zishuang’s delicate body shuddered, her eyes dimmed a bit, filled with endless apology, saying: "Sister, I’m sorry, I wronged you back then. Over the years, if not for you, I would have long since——"
"Let bygones be bygones. This time, many Holy Spirits have been severely wounded, and the Ten Thousand Immortals and Ten Thousand Buddhas of the Human Clan, I fear they can no longer be safeguarded."
Zhou Lingyi sighed softly, and as she spoke, she waved her hand, causing endless golden leaves to drift in Heaven and Earth.
And within each golden leaf appeared a unique Holy Spirit figure.
Within them, Zhou Yan saw the Emperor, Bai Ying, Immortal Phoenix Peacock, Pangu, Nuwa, and other ancient ancestors of the Human Clan.
Moreover, as the golden leaves became dense, Zhou Yan saw the Moral King, Hong Jun Ancestor, the White Tiger Saint Spirit, Emperor Fuxi, he saw Lee Jidao and also saw Lee Xinyu.
Each person appeared very tragic, very bleak.
These powerful ancestors appeared and silently approached Zhou Yan, quietly watching him.
A while later, although Zhou Yan did not see any change in their expressions, he still sensed their despair.
At this moment, Zhou Lingyi pondered for a moment, saying: "Now, there are two paths. The first, create another reincarnation wheel, and it will be the last cycle of reincarnation. The second, sacrifice two avatars, give up part of our ability, to expedite Zhou Yan."
Zhou Lingyi’s suggestion caused the scene to fall into silence.
After a while, no one responded to this proposal.
A moment passed, and the Emperor stepped forward, slightly worried, saying: "The Soul Poison of the Emperor Soul Clan has already seeped into the last Reincarnation Land, it might not work effectively again."
"Indeed, we must choose the second path."
Hong Jun Ancestor, Pangu, and Nuwa also stepped out, speaking almost simultaneously.
Then, the scene grew silent again.
At that moment, how could Zhou Yan not know what would happen?
But he had no right to speak, as he hadn’t done enough.
Despite such resources, he hadn’t ultimately entered the King Realm.
At that moment, Zhou Yan suddenly felt an unprecedented failure.
But he said nothing, only quietly awaited their decision on his fate.
At this moment, Zhou Yan felt his brow begin to crack open a unique space, from which Ji Wu and Hua Qiudao calmly flew out.
Moreover, at this time, a similar fissure appeared at Pangu’s brow, from which Zhou Yan’s immensely familiar Pan Honghuang emerged.
And within Nuwa’s brow, a fissure similarly opened, revealing Yi Xueyao, who had moved Zhou Yan deeply.
At this time, Pan Honghuang, Yi Xueyao, Ji Wu, and Hua Qiudao stood together.
Then, Pangu and Nuwa simultaneously made their move, refining the four into a unified whole, deriving four King’s mark, directly embedding them into Zhou Yan’s body.
At that moment, a profound sense of being restored emerged.
At that moment, Zhou Yan felt an intense sensation of ’Pangu’s Heaven Creation’, ’Nuwa’s Restoration of Heaven’, as if he himself was the Heaven created by Pangu and mended by Nuwa.
This restoration felt like consolidating Pan Honghuang into the Five-colored Divine Stone.
"Nuwa’s Restoration of Heaven?"
Zhou Yan smiled bitterly in his heart.
Under such circumstances, he dared not resist, nor did he wish to.
He had sacrificed too much, but for what reason?
Merely to ensure that the inheritance would not be severed.
Merely to allow life to continue perfectly.
Zhou Yan quietly settled, settling everything within himself, beginning to take the final step.
However, because of the enormity and complexity of the King’s Mark, even with the support of Pangu, Nuwa, and the ultimate energy from the Four Avatars, he still did not break through.
Around this time, the Human Emperor, Immortal Phoenix Peacock, Hong Jun Ancestor, White Tiger Saint Spirit, and all other strong figures began to unleash their origins, forcibly fulfilling Zhou Yan.
The torrents of origin surged forth, finally shattering Zhou Yan’s last barrier in the Realm at once.
"Boom——"
At that moment, nearly world-shattering upheaval arose, and the Half-Sacred Spirit instantly became a True Holy Spirit.
At that moment, Zhou Yan instantly ascended to the King Realm, and due to the Ninth Layer King Immortal Principle, he explosively reached the pinnacle of the King Realm, while also directly mastering the Endless Evil Spirit Power due to possessing thirteen independent King’s Marks.
Meanwhile, the unique Evil Spirit Cultivation Technique from Hou Chen was suddenly imparted to him, the Emperor Blood Dragon Soul Devouring Evil Spirit Technique, and Zhou Yan at that moment seemed to have gathered all the combat power of countless mighty beings.
At that moment, Zhou Yan trembled all over, finally undergoing complete Nirvana, gaining rebirth.
At that moment, Zhou Yan truly achieved the King Realm while the endless fog in his heart dissipated entirely.
Zhou Yan immediately understood the Emperor Soul Clan’s goals, grasped the difficult predicament of the Emperor Ancient Clan, and the helplessness of the Emperor Demon Clan.
Moreover, he saw the Human Clan’s insignificance and pale weak struggles.
At that moment, the endless sighs and regret in Zhou Yan’s heart all converged into a form of strength, a strength to fight, to battle.
Within this strength, Zhou Yan’s entire body was clad in his own rules-derived Purple Flame Battle Armor, and within the Purple Flame Void, a stable Space Domain was formed, creating King City and King Domain Sea.
The Elf Domain received its best evolution therein.
"All of you, rest well, leave the rest to me."
Zhou Yan sighed softly, speaking.
At this moment, he saw tears of pain falling from Yanyan’s eyes.
She, ultimately, had feelings for Hua Qiudao.
In Zhou Yan’s memory, Yanyan held good feelings for a few, one being Zhou Gucheng, another Hou Chen, and yet another Hua Qiudao.
But Zhou Gucheng didn’t understand emotions at all, or rather he never considered them.
And Hou Chen... his whole heart was devoted to Zhou Sisi, and due to what he bore, he had almost no exposure to emotions.
As for Hua Qiudao...
Hua Qiudao, perhaps was the saddest of them all, because he was always just an avatar, a substitute in the plan.
Perhaps, precisely because of such identity, being an avatar, Yanyan had unique feelings for him.
This was, in fact, an indirect attachment to her father.
Now, Hua Qiudao was just thus refined by Pangu and Nuwa, providing Zhou Yan with the most direct origin, allowing him to break through the Realm.
Hence, Hua Qiudao’s mission had reached its end.
Not only Hua Qiudao, but also Ji Wu, Yi Xueyao, and Pan Honghuang.
Zhou Yan hadn’t expected this outcome, but he couldn’t stop it from happening.
Perhaps, when establishing the Reincarnation Domain, this outcome was already destined.
Zhou Yan sighed inwardly but spoke words yet more resolute.
"We were just projections, besides, I think you need some time to recover, no need for too much pressure."
Pangu, bare-chested, with explosive muscles and the axe he bore, exerted tremendous pressure on Zhou Yan.
He spoke in an even tone.
And Nuwa at this moment gently brushed a strand of hair off her forehead, warmly said: "Yi Xueyao is just a projection, the true form is one of my subordinates. Additionally, Bai Ying, Gu Xi, and other Jade Fox Clan members, all are bloodline members of our Emperor Demon Clan’s Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox. Yi Xueyao is fine, you don’t have to worry.
And Ji Wu, Ji Wu was left by Lee Ran, so naturally there’s no problem. As for Pan Honghuang, it’s merely an avatar of Pangu, losing it means nothing."
"Hua Qiudao, Yanyan, if you have the heart, he will return, after all, the Ten Thousand Immortals and Ten Thousand Buddhas have not been entirely annihilated. Even if completely annihilated, Randeng, Subhuti, those Holy Spirits will ultimately preserve something, since Hua Qiudao carried the true inheritance, he will not be eternally annihilated."
Nuwa’s words were exceptionally soothing, warming to the heart.
Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
This outcome was what he most hoped for.
Although some things Zhou Yan had not fully clarified, he already knew that matters had reached the most critical moment.
The battle against the Emperor Soul Clan had been ongoing, and he, upon restoring his combat power, would reenter the fray.
"Thank you, Nuwa."
"There’s no need to thank, we’re all just struggling together. The Emperor Soul Clan is too powerful, only the weakness of the Human Clan won’t make them apprehensive. Now, the Emperor Demon Clan is nearly destroyed, the Emperor Spirit Clan is in dire straits, and the Emperor Ancient Clan... is severely divided."
Nuwa sighed softly, saying.
Zhou Yan remained silent, aware that reality was indeed as harsh as he remembered, gaining a clearer understanding of the brutal reality.