Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 157 - 054: Confrontation with Ji TaiXu

"Wu Dao, the Spiritualist, naturally went directly to the City of No Tears. After all, the matters here are merely trivial skirmishes,"

Ji TaiXu smiled suddenly, his demeanor graceful.

"Sigh, it’s true. What we pursue and yearn for seems insignificant in the eyes of someone like Wu Dao, the Spiritualist. But I’m relieved he didn’t come here, as there might still be a sliver of opportunity.

If he had come too, then I would have had no choice but to retreat."

The lady in green spoke with a tone tinged with emotion.

"Feng Xia, the Spiritualist, it looks like Wu Dao, the Spiritualist’s shadow, still lingers in your heart. Actually, you’re not necessarily much weaker than Wu Dao now—you shouldn’t belittle yourself."

The woman in white laughed softly.

Her tone sounded sincere, yet tinged with jest. Regardless of the nature of her speech, it carried a mysterious charm.

It seemed as if she were naturally capable of drawing people in.

"Mo Yuchou, the Spiritualist, you seem to have been in the Southern Wilderness for too long. You really don’t quite understand reality!

Back when we were merely True Man Level geniuses, Wu Dao was already a match for Ji TaiXu, the Spiritualist of today!

Now that even we have become geniuses of True Spirit Level with Dual Sword Souls, do you think Wu Dao would be standing still? It seems you truly have forgotten the time when a single sword strike from Wu Dao shook the Southern Wilderness."

Feng Xia, the Spiritualist in green, spoke with an edge of displeasure.

As she spoke, the image of Ji Wudao suddenly emerged in everyone’s minds.

Feng Xia found herself immersed in nostalgia and reminiscence, while Mo Yuchou, the Fairy-like woman in white, also seemed lost in thought, as if Feng Xia’s words had taken her back to the past.

While they were lost in their reflections, one could see that behind their seemingly youthful and tender faces—no more than fifteen or sixteen years of age—were traces of time’s mottling. In their bright and spiritually compelling eyes were layers of worldly depth accumulated over time.

It was in this moment that they were no longer girls with bright eyes and white teeth but geniuses who had lived for at least a hundred years.

Where they came from, Zhou Yan had no idea, but their conversation confirmed that they must belong to the same era as Zhou Qian, an Ancestor-level figure of the Zhou Family.

Geniuses from the previous era, who had emerged in this one within the unexplained Locking Seals, were now the equals of top-tier True Spirit Level talents like Ji TaiXu! Even Zhou Yan, who felt extremely powerful, couldn’t help but feel the pressure.

The Nine Origin Reincarnation was about to begin, signalling a grand era. Even temporarily encountering a few True Spirit Level geniuses had already proved extraordinary.

What would happen one day, when waves of geniuses arrive, when Supreme Strongmen from beyond open the Void and send geniuses into this world?

Suddenly, Zhou Yan felt an even greater pressure.

The advancement in Realm seemed to be a massive shackle, relentlessly oppressing him.

At this moment, he was seen as an ant by such people, or not even an ant, as apart from Mo Yuchou, the Spiritualist who had greeted him, the others hadn’t spared him a second glance.

Zhou Yan remained silent, not focusing on these individuals but rather on Ji Taichong ahead.

If this man could not be killed this time, he would certainly cause even greater trouble next time. After suffering a setback once and being extraordinary individuals, it would be extremely hard to get such an opportunity again.

Zhou Yan felt a bit of regret, yet he hadn’t anticipated that Ji Taichong possessed nearly death-defying secret techniques like "Undying Rebirth." In this way, although it seemed he had defeated Ji Taichong this time, in reality, he had only alerted his opponent, making it even harder to take action next time.

When Zhou Yan’s gaze fell on Ji Taichong, Ji Taichong’s somewhat cold and eerie gaze also shifted from Mo Yuchou and Feng Xia to Zhou Yan.

When he looked at the two ladies, his eyes held no attempt to conceal his intense desire to possess them, but when his gaze landed on Zhou Yan, it was like the eyes of the most ferocious wolf, venomous enough to sting one’s skin!

"Zhou Yan, this time, you still won’t die? You have the purest bloodline of the Li Family, you are the best sacrificial lamb for this Heavenly Destiny Ancient Sacrifice!

The Li Family is an ancient clan, even Li Cangsheng dares not come here this time, yet you still dare! I admittedly can’t kill you now, but you will certainly wish for death over life!"

Ji Taichong’s voice was chillingly cold, verging on madness. His expression was extremely fierce, and when he spoke, he even interrupted the conversation among Ji Tai Xu, Feng Xia, and Mo Yuchou.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan merely responded with a cold sneer, completely looking down on Ji Taichong with an attitude of utter disdain.

The message seemed clear: You, a weakling, can’t even withstand a single move from me, what right do you have to speak?

It was this kind of expression, this kind of implication, that not only Ji Taichong felt, but even Ji Tai Xu, Feng Xia, and Mo Yuchou could sense.

At that moment, a fierce killing intent suddenly flashed in Ji Tai Xu’s eyes, as if a thunderbolt had ripped through the clear sky.

While in Feng Xia’s gaze, there was a bit more contempt and mockery, and Mo Yuchou’s beautiful eyes held a hint of something different.

"Are you the Zhou Yan who was secretly born from the union between Li Yunjin and another, hidden away?"

Ji Tai Xu asked indifferently.

His tone was haughty, like a Divine being looking down on Zhou Yan.

"An illicit union? Could it be that your mother also had an illicit affair and secretly gave birth to you?!"

Zhou Yan countered coldly, not backing down in the least.

"Hmm? How presumptuous! It seems that because your parents died early and there was no one to raise you, you’ve become so arrogant and ignorant. Today, I shall take your worthless father’s place and discipline you properly!"

Ji Tai Xu’s words were cold and sharp, filled with lethal intent.

"Tai Xu Spiritualist, do not anger. It would be enough to slay this man. Don’t scatter his soul with just one move, otherwise not only will we harm the benefits from the Heavenly Destiny Tea Tree, but we would also find ourselves at a disadvantage."

That green-clothed woman Feng Xia softly reminded Ji Tai Xu by his side.

"To deal with such ants, there’s no need to worry, Feng Xia Spiritualist."

Ji Tai Xu casually replied.

He was extremely confident in his own strength.

He also looked down on Zhou Yan, seemingly confident that no matter what Zhou Yan did, he would never be a match for him.

However, at the scene, only two people’s expressions became a bit more solemn.

The first was Ji Taichong.

No one knew better than he the terror that was Zhou Yan.

Even if another punch came his way, Ji Taichong was not confident he could withstand it.

So, seeing Ji Tai Xu be so conceited, Ji Taichong just sneered continuously in his heart, but he would not say anything and would simply watch the show.

The second person was Mo Yuchou.

When she arrived, she paid intermittent attention to Zhou Yan, seemingly very familiar with him.

In fact, even now, as Ji Tai Xu was about to make a move on Zhou Yan, she did not worry about Zhou Yan and just quietly waited for the event to unfold.

The gravity of her expression seemed to care only about the battle itself.