Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 156 - 053: Sacrificial Heaven Remnant Pages

"Pfft—"

Another dull thud—Ji Taichong’s body was directly punched through.

His body suddenly exploded from the middle, his head flying backward like a ball, spinning higher into the Void.

Meanwhile, his body suddenly fell, the blood rain intertwining with the bloody hue of the sacrificial altar, the bits and pieces of shattered flesh all being devoured by the altar.

Ji Taichong roared and shrieked, his voice ghastly as a specter’s, a look of immense fear and uncertainty tinting his face as if he had never anticipated that Zhou Yan could be so terrifying without even drawing his sword, merely relying on the power of his fists!

"Impossible, impossible! The Sword of Li Cangsheng, a secretly transmitted technique of an ancient Great Power that I have fully mastered, how could I be inferior to you! Impossible!"

Ji Taichong roared, unable to believe that he could be punched to the point of exploding.

But that was the stark, brutal reality.

"So, you thought you could use Jiang Yuning to shake my resolve? You hoped to deliver a fatal blow to me? My heart has never dwelled in this world, so the strong of this world have never caught my eye!"

Zhou Yan stepped toward Ji Taichong’s head, his expression cold as he spoke.

This was an intent to execute, filled with ruthless cruelty. At this moment, even Pan Yuming, who knew he might be saved by this situation, couldn’t help but turn pale, his body trembling.

For the Zhou Yan he once wouldn’t have even glanced at, the ’useless’ one, now terrified him immensely—a fierce and formidable man, likely a genius matching even the Void Spiritualist Ji Taixu!

At this moment, Pan Yuming held nothing but respect for Young Master Zhou Yan!

He was not afraid of death, but this respect was a deep-seated awe and reverence for a peerless genius, for a supreme powerhouse!

...

"You think you can kill me like this? I admit I underestimated you, but here, it is certainly your time to die!

You’ll never understand, as a member of the Li Family, what kind of Bloodline we possess. And here, this is the Hell of the Li Family!"

Frantic for a moment, Ji Taichong suddenly fell silent, then with each word biting and clenched teeth, he said.

"The Bloodline of the Li Family, it is this ancient altar’s blood that calls, even the blood of the Li Family can open this ancient altar, right?"

Zhou Yan spoke calmly, his profound eyes brimming with penetrating wisdom.

Ji Taichong’s head still stood in the Void, looking down at Zhou Yan, below his head, his body wrapped in the blood light of the blood sacrifice, gradually became visible.

"The Undying Rebirth Technique from the Taiyin Talisman Scripture!"

At this moment, seeing this, Pan Yuming was terribly shaken, his voice trembling as he unexpectedly blurted this out.

"Right, you are smart, I didn’t think you’d recognize this technique."

Ji Taichong laughed wickedly, his chilling laughter mingling with the blood yet undried on his face, giving him a sinister and fierce appearance.

Like an Evil Ghost revealing grim teeth in a hideous smile.

Pan Yuming’s body trembled uncontrollably, unable to restrain his own reaction, but at this sight, his soul involuntarily shivered in fear.

It was an instinct, completely uncontrollable.

His teeth chattered, clinking together, and he could no longer speak.

"My ’Taiyin Talisman Scripture,’ how could it be lost, what you have obtained are all fragments of the Sacrificial Heaven.

These Sacrificial Heaven fragments have no other use but one technique—to devour Souls and extract Bloodlines.

I know that anyone who obtains these fragments must be extremely powerful and talented individuals, so naturally, the Bloodlines of such persons are my greatest source of progression.

Now, those who could make it here include not just you, others are almost here too.

So, I am not worried anymore."

Affected by the blood sacrifice, Ji Taichong had once again settled down. While speaking, his body had already recovered, even the pitch-black Spirit Armor reappeared intact on him, exactly as before.

Not only that, his aura was even stronger.

"Sir... sir, with the Undying Rebirth Technique, he is immortal, indestructible; each time he faces a desperate situation, he grows stronger... He confined himself in a coffin to experience the secrets of death, surely it is also because of this... Sir... this is the core of the ’Taiyin Talisman Scripture,’ he ... he actually knows it."

Pan Yuming struggled to get these words out, then he took deep breaths as though he was carrying the immense pressure of mountains and rivers.

Upon hearing these words, Zhou Yan’s pupils involuntarily contracted.

Meanwhile, Ji Taichong, now, looked at Pan Yuming with surprise, "Indeed, no wonder Li Cangsheng, that ancient genius from your family, valued you—it seems you also have a fair understanding of the ’Taiyin Talisman Scripture.’

Unfortunately, he obtained only the initial volume, while the real treasures are in the hands of the Ji Family’s Wu Dao Spiritualist. Ji TaiXu walked his own path of genius, while I, naturally attuned to the ’Taiyin Talisman Scripture,’ have been comprehending the Tao within it since birth."

Ji Taichong narrated quietly, the implications evidently far-reaching.

While he was speaking such words, it naturally made people even more apprehensive.

Because such secrets were being discussed without any consideration, it meant... he was already very confident that he could kill everyone present.

This, Zhou Yan understood, and so did Pan Yuming. Even the person hiding in the shadows understood it all too well.

As Ji Taichong spoke such words, from a distance, several streaks of light were flying towards them.

Among them, a figure, a woman in a light green gauze dress, had an extremely enchanting and beautiful figure, her face as delicate as jade, and her appearance was extremely beautiful.

Her face bore a touch of cold and holy detachment. After arriving here, she didn’t even glance at Zhou Yan and Pan Yuming, her gaze fell directly on Ji Taichong.

"Having Cultivated the ’Taiyin Talisman Scripture’ to this level, it’s a pity that it lacked a bit of refinement, otherwise you wouldn’t have been nearly killed by a ’worthless being’ with a single punch."

She spoke softly, her words implying that Zhou Yan was that ’worthless being’.

At that moment, another figure in purple robes flew over, this was also a woman, holding a fragment like a golden leaf in her hand, this fragment, was identical to the page Zhou Yan suppressed in the Purple Flame.

It appeared that this was indeed a Sacrificial Heaven Fragment rather than the ’Taiyin Talisman Scripture’.

After this woman appeared, she glanced at Zhou Yan with a look of surprise and incredulity, then she briefly nodded towards Zhou Yan amiably before addressing Ji Taichong, "The rivalry between you two brothers has reached this point, and neither is willing to concede, truly the geniuses of the Ji Family!

But this time, without Ji Wudao coming, just you alone is not enough to hold the field."

The woman spoke softly, her voice exceedingly gentle and charming.

Then, a man in white clothes flew over, this man was exquisitely handsome and had an outstanding demeanor.

Zhou Yan had never seen such a person before, but recognizing him now, he instantly knew—this man was Ji TaiXu!

This Twin Sword Soul, nearly proclaimed as the first under heaven Ji TaiXu, had finally appeared.

With a poised and nonchalant manner, he arrived, like a divine son, utterly dazzling.

He flew over, not quickly, yet at this moment, everyone’s gaze even the two women and Ji Taichong, was fixed on him.

He was like a divine being destined to be worshiped by millions, so splendid.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for keeping you waiting."

He said gently, his voice warm, and with a single sentence, it was as though warm sunshine illuminated this area, causing the evil and cold atmosphere to suddenly disperse considerably.

He spoke, scanning over everyone’s faces, and finally, his gaze rested on Ji Taichong.

All this time, he had not given Zhou Yan a single glance.

It was impossible for him not to know that the humiliating Zhou Yan was the son of Yunjin and his disgrace.

Yet, he did not look at Zhou Yan once, as if he was unaware of his existence.

Such a person was either very magnanimous, not caring about such matters,

Or was someone with extremely deep schemes, who cared, yet managed to ignore it.

Zhou Yan believed that he was the latter.

Because in such a cruel world, those who appeared as perfect as divine beings were often the most terrifying.

"Void Spirit, you are too kind, we have only just arrived."

The woman in green replied gently.

"Void Spirit, I didn’t expect you to really come here. It seems this time I won’t be gaining any advantage."

The woman in white also said with a somewhat helpless smile.

"You two fairies jest, both of you are talents of Spirit-level from the older generation, how can Tai Xu compare with you? This time, I just came to see what kind of scene my restless brother has created."

Ji TaiXu smiled gently.

He was so perfect it hardly seemed real, every action was in harmony with the Tao as if constantly merging with heaven and earth, always possessing a unique allure.

Even Zhou Yan, as a man, found it hard to harbor any aversion towards Ji TaiXu watching this scene, let alone women!

A heavy feeling settled in Zhou Yan’s heart.

He actually didn’t care about anyone here, even the two women who disregarded him.

Instead, it was Ji TaiXu and still the person lurking in the darkness not yet appeared, whom he truly dreaded.

"Void Spirit has been too polite, I just wonder if this time the Wu Dao Spirit has also come?"

The woman in green asked gently.

Her beautiful eyes rested directly on Ji TaiXu’s face, momentarily hypnotized by his flawless good looks.