Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 599 - 035: Slaughter Saint of the Ancient Land!

"Hmm? What is the matter that you need to speak as ’Lei Yan King’? Speak, and I, the Evil King, shall surely support you with all my might."

The Evil King was taken aback and looked at Zhou Yan with some surprise.

In fact, upon seeing Zhou Yan, the Evil King knew that this would probably be a troublesome situation.

Everyone wants the Moon Immortal Spirit Grass, but subconsciously, once they consider the great possibility that Zhou Yan might be ’Lei Yan King,’ no Saint would want to oppose such a person.

Because no Saint can be sure if Zhou Yan would transform into Lei Yan King at a moment of extreme crisis or life and death.

Once Lei Yan King appears, even Saints must kneel; at that time, dying might be the most pleasant form of relief.

Thus, as a cautious Saint by nature, even the Evil King, upon hearing Zhou Yan mention the name ’Lei Yan King,’ felt somewhat startled and uncertain.

And seeing Zhou Yan’s methods, hearing his words, Ji Yangze unexpectedly felt a bit panicky.

But he did not believe that Zhou Yan, a cultivator at the peak of the Sword Void Sixth Transformation, could handle the situation. After all, the ones present were Saints. Even if many Saints gave Zhou Yan face, not all of them would. After all, if Zhou Yan intended to seize the Moon Immortal Spirit Grass alone, he would still be lacking in qualifications.

As Ji Yangze thought to himself, he heard Zhou Yan’s arrogant words: "Everyone just needs to watch as the situation unfolds. As for the Moon Immortal Spirit Grass, whoever gets it, I will speak with you privately afterward. I will offer a price that satisfies you in exchange for a strand of its leaf. But before that, to seek justice for my wife, I must slay the Saint!"

"Hmm?"

Zhou Yan’s words shocked all the Saints; it was an outright provocation against the Saints!

And as a hugely talented Saint, although Ji Yangze had not yet reached the Nine Origin Realm, his combat power was certainly no less than Fairy Die and others.

However, at that moment, he suddenly sensed a threat of death.

He was greatly alarmed in his heart and immediately wanted to break through the sky and escape.

But in the next moment, a stone as vast as heaven and earth suddenly flew out!

"Soul Killing Divine Stone!"

Seeing this stone, the Yaochi Saint and the Evil King, among others, were horrified. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

And Ji Yangze’s face instantly turned ashen.

The Soul Killing Divine Stone, combined with the Killing Spirit Divine Dao, suddenly struck, and even Saints would be ensnared! Once affected by such a Dao, the target immediately becomes a lamb to the slaughter, a fish on the chopping board, with no strength to fight back!

Zhou Yan, from the intel from Little Xue, learned of what had happened before. If not for Moon Immortal, his wife and daughter would have been killed by that damned Saint, Ji Yangze.

Moreover, the earlier insults also filled Zhou Yan with extreme rage; he had long been brimming with a murderous intent.

At this moment, faced with so many Saints, he still did not retreat, because if one had to endure such humiliation towards one’s women and children, what was the point of cultivation?

Zhou Yan did not hold back and unleashed his powerful trump card, the Soul Killing Divine Stone, for the first time, employing the Killing Spirit Divine Dao.

At the same time, Zhou Yan’s Blood Qi erupted completely, Twelve Sword Spirits formed the Twelve Souls Sword, the Nine Orifice Exquisite Heart completely opened, the Eye of Destruction concentrated, and the enormous amount of energy from the Golden Fragments stored in the Dantian also exploded. All his cultivation burst forth to the maximum extent to manifest the horrifying Fist Intent left by his Master.

All his trump cards were revealed without reservation.

At that moment, Zhou Yan felt as if he had grasped the will behind that peerless punch, which was the will of the Divine Tao, indestructible and eternally unrivaled!

That punch, the ultimate Fist Intent left by his Master, was evolved to a state of terrifying peak.

That punch struck, and heaven and earth shattered; the entire Heavenly Heart Secret Realm seemed as if it would collapse, quivering!

That punch induced the Thunder Origin Sword God’s Avatar Void Body to manifest; with an endless fury, he appeared in the Void, showing his enormous half-face, ready to slay any Saint daring to use such terrifying strength. But upon seeing that it was Zhou Yan, his gaze showed surprise and fear, and that gigantic visage immediately dispersed and disappeared.

As if it had never appeared.

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"Blood Essence embodies ancient meaning; sun and moon nourish the Divine Soul.

Meditating on Xingyi Fist, I am revered by heaven and earth."

...

"Through Mixed Yuan Qi, my Tao is complete; in completion, one need not seek the True Form outside.

The True Form contains the True Spirit; Spirit resides within, and through it, the Alchemy Dao is accomplished.

If you ask about the True Form, you need the truth; to understand the True Form, harmonize with the true image.

When the true image is united, a True Technique emerges; by fusing the True Technique with the Tao, the spirit achieves enlightenment."

...

It was like returning to the moment when he first practiced Xingyi Fist.

In that instant, Zhou Yan felt as if some shackle within his body had shattered, and he truly comprehended the essence of Xingyi Fist.

It was a belief, an Immutable belief that one punch could shatter everything!

It was true intent, a law’s true intent where one punch could annihilate all living beings!

At that moment, time seemed to slow down by millions of times, and Zhou Yan transformed into a divine being, experiencing the mindset of Jiang Tianling who regarded all beings as mere ants, and the indescribable attitude of a controller of heaven and earth.

At that moment, in his eyes, the Evil King, Fairy Die, Moon Immortal, Yaochi Saint, and the other saints suddenly seemed like ants he could crush at will.

What this state was, Zhou Yan did not know, but under this state, it seemed that with a single thought of his heart, all the saints before him would perish.

In his eyes, saints suddenly became like ants!

This feeling, it was incredibly terrifying.

But Zhou Yan knew, and believed, that all of this was real.

His will locked onto Ji Yangze.

To him, Ji Yangze was like a trembling ant.

At that moment, Zhou Yan’s killing intent exploded outward.

"Die!"

Zhou Yan commanded, and then a Fist Intent, along with his almost immortal belief, descended upon Ji Yangze.

Time did not pass; the Fist Technique was not even executed – it was as though only a killing true intent had descended upon Ji Yangze.

Ji Yangze’s pale face immediately began to undergo subtle changes, displaying a spectrum from pale panic to extreme fear and despair, stretching out as if it lasted an entire century.

Then Ji Yangze, this saint, began to wither away; his Holy-level Battle Armor shattered, and his Bloodline began to dry up.

As if the moment the killing true intent along with Zhou Yan’s Thought descended upon him, his entire being instantly became decayed.

He was just like those saints who were slain by Jiang Tianling, with his Bloodline withering and decaying at a speed visible to Zhou Yan, eventually turning into decayed White Bones.

The White Bones continued to weather, and with a "puff," finally become dust, scattering into the Heaven and Earth like the breeze.

That feeling of controlling Heaven and Earth gradually faded away.

Zhou Yan seemed to return to the mortal world, his body becoming heavy and murky. Inside him, in the Purple Flame Void between his eyebrows, endless Origin Energy, as if plundered, dried up rapidly.

"Hisss—"

In the blink of an eye, that controlling state disappeared, and all the Origin Energy of the entire Purple Flame Void vanished.

Inside his body, the terrifying energy of the Golden Fragment was also depleted, and at the same time, his energy was almost completely drained, consumed by nearly ninety percent.

Zhou Yan went from a divine being back to an ordinary mortal; the stark difference between the divine and the mortal intensely jarred him.

But he remained calm because Ji Yangze had vanished, and a trace of Tribulation Ash on the ground proved his death was not an illusion, nor a fantasy.

Even Zhou Yan himself had not expected to be able to annihilate Ji Yangze, a saint, so thoroughly.

Although he harbored the heart to Slaughter Saints, he had only thought of using every possible means to kill Ji Yangze, never imagining everything would go more smoothly than he had thought.

Zhou Yan’s Spirit remained calm but still somewhat basked in the immensely satisfying and controlling sensation of the moment he had slain the saint. However, the other saints, like the Evil King and the others, were all shocked to the point of sheer horror.

Having seen much turbulence, saints rarely experienced emotional turmoil, but this time, they were all thoroughly startled by Zhou Yan’s tactics.

The Evil King took a sharp intake of breath and, without a second word and trembling with fright, said, "I pay my respects to the Immortal Spirit Grass; it belongs to the one with virtue, and it must be designed for Zhou Yanxuan. Moreover, it was his wife who discovered it first. They truly deserve to obtain it. I, the Evil King, will not contend for it; to show my sincerity, I will now leave this land of Immortal Grass and depart immediately."

As he spoke, the Evil King actually bowed to Zhou Yan and retreated in an instant.

Following the Evil King, Yaochi Saint, Fairy Die, and the others also did the same. Although these saints did not speak, their attitudes were surprisingly consistent.

These few left first, and the remaining saints trembled in fear, as if they had seen Jiang Tianling himself, filled with fear, they quickly apologized and fled like the wind.

These saints were terrified.

In a matter of moments, only the Moon Immortal remained as the lone saint at the scene.

By Zhou Yan’s side, Feng Lingqing was completely dumbfounded, even Little Xue, who had woken up at some unnoticeable moment in her arms, was staring wide-eyed at Zhou Yan, her chubby hands flailing cutely.

Hou Ling’er was also in disbelief, as if in a dream.

While Hou Chen stood agape, drool pooling on the floor, utterly stunned by his Master Zhou Yan’s display of power.