Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 596 - 032 Baiyue Ancient Prohibition_2
The torment of the soul that came with the destruction of the flesh was like being flayed by a thousand knives; that pain was truly fearsome.
The feeling came quickly, but it left faster because Zhou Yan had ceased his actions.
"You have no right to speak. If you talk back again, I will make you suffer that torment constantly, a fate worse than death!"
Zhou Yan’s voice was ice-cold, tinged with an eerie air that sent shivers down Ying Han’s spine.
Her neck, which had been burning, suddenly regenerated as if the previous scene had never truly happened, but the agony of her soul continued to spread like a virus gnawing at her heart and mind.
She trembled all over and, in the end, dared not speak again.
Beside her, the young talent Man Cheng, who was being carried like a little chicken, shook all over. Originally, he had intended to boast about being a member of the Saint Family from Yuhun Island, but after seeing Ying Han suffer a huge setback, he quickly chose to keep his mouth shut.
...
The ancient array flowed like water, creating ripples upon ripples, and within it, strange patterns swirled like ever-changing mists.
From the outside looking in, everything seemed slightly bizarre. But once inside, one would realize how terrifying it truly was.
Zhou Yan, holding the two of them, stepped directly into it. Hou Chen and Hou Ling did not hesitate and immediately followed.
The lethal mechanisms of the Ancient Array were not activated, and the dangers that Man Cheng and Ying Han had feared did not descend upon them. They opened their eyes, which they had closed in anticipation, only to find the array parted before Zhou Yan as if bowing to him. Dangerous elements brushed by mere inches but seemed to ignore the trio, retreating as they approached Zhou Yan.
Ying Han and Man Cheng’s eyes widened as if they had witnessed the most inconceivable thing in the world. Then, they felt that the person who had captured them was incredibly formidable.
The more they considered this, the quicker their slivers of hope dissipated, and feelings of despair grew stronger.
They knew they had finally met someone crueler, more prestigious, and more powerful than themselves—a figure of this caliber signified their misfortune.
When such thoughts surfaced, even those who had once been invincible, even those who had once been so glorious and arrogant, now felt all hope was lost.
With no more thoughts or extravagant hopes, they were dragged forward like walking dead.
However, just as they had given up, an inexplicable aura emerged within the Ancient Array. This breath stirred something within them, reigniting the dying embers in their desolate hearts.
Yet, the two gave no sign, seemingly unchanged from before, not showing any abnormalities.
"I’m sending you a message through the projections left by the Saints. Now, only you two and I are alive. Considering our relation and your family’s relation with ours, I, Yun Shu, will not stand by and watch you perish! This Zhou Yan, I have just made inquiries about him; he is incredibly capable. We cannot confront him directly, but we can strike from the shadows...
Keep your composure upon receiving my message; any reaction might alert Zhou Yan and make him wary. I will use the Saints’ Void Bodies of our people to act and will quietly release you from your bindings. At the crucial moment, seize the opportunity to escape immediately. Do not harbor any false hope of ambushing him, remember!"
Ying Han and Man Cheng’s spirits were shaken as they received Yun Shu’s message.
Both remained expressionless, still appearing as lifeless as before, but in the depths of their eyes, a glimmer of hope was kindling.
"At present, my condition does not allow me to show myself; I must heal my injuries. However, I am certain that the effects of the Baiyue Immortal Spirit Grass are far beyond imagination. Our family’s Saints’ Void Bodies have already acted, and success is within our grasp. The moment you two safely flee, the Void Bodies will strike and kill Zhou Yan here. At that time, you may act against the others. Remember, do not reveal yourselves until Zhou Yan is successfully suppressed and you are absolutely safe! Otherwise, there will be no escape for you. After all, Zhou Yan truly is ruthless and decisive in killing; in death, he will take several others with him!"
"We understand."
The two individuals reeled from the surge of information in their hearts and were shocked by Yun Shu’s grave message; however, they smartly and obediently refrained from revealing the slightest hint of their emotional state, remaining as if all hope was lost.
Moreover, while communicating in the depths of their minds, they also allocated part of their thoughts to simulate an even deeper sense of despair typical of the walking dead.
In the past, this was how they had deceived Heaven and Earth, fooling the Saint’s sensing ability and ensuring their secrets and opportunities remained hidden from powerful beings who might discover and snatch them away.
They believed that this time would be no different, and that Zhou Yan would never know. After all, no matter how formidable Zhou Yan was, could he really be stronger than a Saint?
What they could never have imagined was that Zhou Yan had not only captured Yun Shu’s aura in the instant he entered the stele but that Hou Chen had sensed it as well, right before stepping into the stele’s killing intent.
However, Zhou Yan also did not show any signs of this realization. He had never intended to let these two people leave alive anyway; at this moment, he was merely using their setup to keep them around a bit longer as bait.
He not only planned to kill Yun Shu opportunistically but also aimed to eliminate the so-called Saint’s Void Body to truly nip the threat in the bud!
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Baiyue Ancient Forbidden, Cold Pond.
The ninety-nine Immortal Spirit Grasses were finally about to reach full maturity, and the anomaly of the Three Wolves Worshiping the Moon gradually manifested itself.
A tremendous momentum surged into the skies, stirring the ancient prohibitions of Heaven and Earth.
"Three Wolves Worshiping the Moon, a spectacle that astonishes the ages. At last, they have matured! This is the moment!"
Feng Lingqing was incredibly excited; she tried to calm her spirit, then glanced at the child in her arms.
She wanted to place the child on the ground and seize the Immortal Spirit Grass, yet feared an accident might occur. She thought about taking the child with her to claim the Immortal Spirit Grass but worried that dangers within the Cold Pond might risk the lives of both mother and daughter.
She had pondered this matter for a long time and found no answer. Now that the right moment to harvest the Spirit Grass had come, there was no longer time to contemplate unresolved matters.
After a moment of hesitation, she decisively held her child and gathered all her strength to fly towards the Cold Pond.
"Hm? A mere native old woman dares to covet the Immortal Spirit Grass? Utterly laughable!"
At that moment, an authoritative voice emerged, followed by the sudden appearance of a middle-aged man in a green brocade robe within the void. He cast a cold glance at Feng Lingqing, his gaze filled with cruel intent. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
His icy, merciless eyes, like two streaks of cold ice lightning, suddenly shot forth two dazzling divine lights.
These divine lights, like two Sword Spirits, suddenly lunged towards Feng Lingqing and the child in her arms.
Under such strength, space itself was restricted, and time appeared to freeze.
Feng Lingqing was fixed in place within the void, her eyes wide open, staring at the two divine lights of killing intent, feeling a pressure of impending death completely envelop her.
[Note: The recent slowdown in updates is due to two reasons: one is the desire to write a better book, because an excessive amount of plotting and arranging the storyline truly takes a lot of time, and secondly, I’ve been really busy and exhausted lately. Can Jian doesn’t wish to write in fatigue, as this could compromise quality and ruin the book.
Many writers nowadays don’t put in as much thought, just scrambling to make more money or even letting others ghostwrite for them, trivializing the plot and never deeply considering the implications, rationality of the storyline, or even simple syntax, punctuation, and typos that need revising. Can Jian wonders, would anyone read a second book like this after reading one?
This book has written over 1.7 million characters so far, and you can see it has a massive structure, with some language even able to penetrate deeply into the spirit. Thus, it requires more thought and attention to detail. Can Jian will strive to perfect the writing, so please be understanding about the pace of updates. I sincerely apologize and will make an effort to update more frequently.]
