Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao

Chapter 1453 - 190: Entering Evil with the Body

Zhou Yan decided that after the matter of the Silent Annihilation Ancient City, if he were still alive, he would delve into the form of the Origin power of Gu Xi, to truly explore what it contained.

Whether it was heartless, whether it would definitely be restrained by the Origin, without trying, the result, who knows, right?

Zhou Yan took a deep breath. He was not emotionally affected by the slight deception of the Hong Jun Ancestor. Even if it were a deception, it was a benevolent one.

And even in benevolent deception, more than ninety percent was true. That bit of benevolence was merely to hope that Zhou Yan would not feel too pressured.

Zhou Yan saw all of this clearly.

Gazing at the Heaven and Earth where the Silent Annihilation Ancient City was located, Zhou Yan felt the oppressive and irritating aura of darkness to be intense.

Zhou Yan quietly walked within the mountains and lands of this Silent Annihilation Ancient City, his heart gradually finding peace, indifferent to everything, his form channeling the aura of the Dark Demon Spirit.

Gradually, Zhou Yan forgot the original purpose of his visit here, forgot his woman, and forgot all the existential things around him.

He resembled a puppet, a walking dead, trekking silently through the desolate mountains, heading towards an unknown direction.

During this process, time not only passed swiftly but even an entire year went by in the blink of an eye.

For a whole year, Zhou Yan’s Realm neither progressed nor regressed, forming a kind of constant change.

However, the aura of the Dark Demon Spirit gathered around Zhou Yan, beginning to change his Thunder Seal, his spirit, and even the rules he comprehended.

This transformation elevated all of Zhou Yan’s cultivated Eternal Immortality Rules directly to the King’s Immortal Principle level.

Moreover, with each rule’s change, Zhou Yan sank a bit further.

Until the time came when Zhou Yan’s Immortal Breaking Principle was once again enshrouded by the aura of the Dark Demon Spirit, gradually assimilating, he arrived at a place where Black Mountain and Black Water were.

This was the Black Water River.

Within the Black Water River, it was filled entirely with the energy of the Dark Demon Spirit.

The Black Water River here appeared in its ultimate form of blackness, infinitely dark.

Zhou Yan arrived here and saw the Withered Bone Warship that had existed for so long.

On the Withered Bone Warship, there was a giant lantern, red in color, with flames burning inside that fueled by the Origin of lives, the soul liquid of soul bodies.

The lantern burned silently, and the Withered Bone Warship stood quietly there.

Instinctively, Zhou Yan stepped onto the Withered Bone Warship, and then the warship started, intending to carry Zhou Yan into the Abyss where the Dark Demon Spirit resided.

This process, too, proceeded smoothly, with the path ahead unimpeded.

But at one point, a Black Mountain appeared in the midst of Black Water.

The Black Mountain stood in the center of the Black Water, blocking the path forward.

After the Withered Bone Warship approached the Black Mountain, it came to a halt.

Zhou Yan observed as the originally black hull of the Withered Bone Warship turned into a complete white.

The white hull, akin to a white Ni Chang Feather Robe, was strikingly conspicuous.

Looking at this white Ni Chang Feather Robe, Zhou Yan felt a sense of familiarity, but he didn’t ponder over it or have any thoughts, and quietly stepped towards the Black Mountain.

On the Black Mountain, Zhou Yan saw black stone walls with unique scenes on them.

In the scenes, a giant axe man was depicted creating Heaven and Earth with the axe.

On the other side was a snake-headed woman standing silently on a Snow Peak, observing it all.

As these murals appeared in Zhou Yan’s eyes, during his observation, before the stone wall, emerged a man in a white-clad figure.

The man appeared very young, so young it was somewhat eerie.

Yet the man acted casually, holding a pen with which he nonchalantly wrote on the stone wall.

The characters he wrote were all the most ancient and complex Emperor Patterns.

As the Emperor Patterns manifested, the murals produced a series of patterns.

Within those patterns, lifelike figures emerged.

As Zhou Yan gazed at the murals, he gradually immersed himself in the world depicted by the murals.

At this moment, the man suddenly coughed gently, the sound so abrupt, like noise in a beautiful melody, like a flame in calm water, distinctly out of place.

But to Zhou Yan’s ears, this cough sounded like a voice from outside the heavens, like a low whisper beside his ear, rendering him dazed and unable to discern reality from illusion.

After the cough, the pen wrote a section of Emperor Patterns on the stone wall.

This section of Emperor Pattern transformed into a man surrounded by Thunder and a man filled with Black Blood.

The Thunder-clad man questioned the Black Blood-infused man, while the latter angrily retorted, seemingly holding opposite opinions.

Eventually, the man clad in Thunder suddenly erupted with Endless Thunder Power, charging toward the Black Blood man, who made no move, allowing the Thunder man to strike him.

Gazing at this scene, Zhou Yan suddenly felt himself enter the mural, becoming that Thunder man, while the other Black Blood man transformed into Zhou Wangchen.

"Puchi—"

Endless Thunder Seal manifested the supreme King’s Rule, unleashing a merciless force, shattering the Eternal Life Beings of the Black Blood man.

Everything about that man was destroyed, and the Holy Spirit shattered as well.

Among them, a mark of a Jade Flying Sword appeared within the beings, falling out.

However, under the Endless Thunder Seal, Zhou Yan seemed oblivious to this, inexplicably finding himself in a state of eternal solitude after making a move.

And that Flying Sword was suddenly swept away by unknown energy, disappearing into the depths of the Void.

Afterward, a woman with a snake’s head and human body appeared, saying something to the Thunder Seal man.

The Thunder Seal man’s expression changed dramatically, showing signs of disappointment.

Whatever was said, Zhou Yan tried hard to hear, but could not hear anything.

He tried to remember, but could not retain anything no matter how hard he tried.

This was a state of great helplessness.

In this state, Zhou Yan seemed to have completely lost all abilities.

In the end, the woman with a human head and snake’s body seemed very disappointed and walked away coldly.

Afterward, a golden leaf shimmered with dazzling golden light, scattering to this Heaven and Earth.

And among it, a woman in a white Ni Chang Feather Robe appeared.

Upon seeing the man covered in Thunder Seal, she said, "What are you trying to achieve by defying the Space-Time like this? Zhou Yan, go back, this is not where you should be. The Eternal Demon Spirit has new strength, while the Eternal Life ultimately ends in ancient annihilation, nothing can change this.

In the end, only one thing will be clear, who is heartless, who is the Demon Spirit."

"Who are you?"

Zhou Yan asked in shock, feeling as if the world before him was crumbling piece by piece, shattering fragment by fragment.

"Who am I? I am Hou Ling’er, also Zhou Lingyi. I’ve died for you several times, because I am the Demon Spirit. Is it that you can’t even remember me?"

The woman in white Ni Chang Feather Robe said with a smile.

But that smile was both tragically beautiful and familiar.

Was it Zhou Lingyi? Hou Ling’er?

Then why did it have that familiar tragic smile?

Who exactly was she?

"Tell yourself, Zhou Yan, wake up. You can awaken. This is just the Demon Spirit’s Soul Realm; you have succumbed to the demon."

The woman in white said gently.

Zhou Yan didn’t want to think of it this way in his heart.

But the woman’s voice seemed to carry an extreme enchantment, inducing Zhou Yan to think this way instead.

Then, involuntarily, Zhou Yan thought to himself, "Wake up, Zhou Yan, this is just the Demon Spirit’s Soul Realm; you have succumbed to the demon."

With this thought, Zhou Yan shivered all over and suddenly detached from the stone wall’s drawing scene.

Seeing nothing by the Endless Stone Wall except a man in a wall painting holding a foot-long Jade Brush, scribbling indescribable Emperor Patterns on the mural before him.

Once Zhou Yan regained awareness, he found himself merely standing before an Ancient Stone Carving on a desolate mountain, with neither Black Mountain nor Black Water present.

Yet, Zhou Yan felt a chill within when sensing his Immortal Principle, realizing that only the completeness of Immortal Breaking Principle was lacking, while the rest had all transformed into King Immortal Principle.

Zhou Yan felt a slight joy, yet intensifying solemnity as well.

Then, Zhou Yan immediately started deriving Time, and its passage made his expression graver.

"It’s already been a whole year!"

"A year! Although I’ve transformed into Four Great Kings’ Immortal Principle, throughout this year, little progress has been made in the Realm, and cultivation of Thunder Seal Sword is still very basic."

"While focused throughout this year, it’s still a significant waste."

Zhou Yan felt some bitterness but didn’t dwell too much on it.

Truthfully, even Zhou Yan himself knew that under normal circumstances, not to mention a year, even a hundred years might not witness Eternal Immortality Principles transforming into King’s Immortal Principles.

Hence, he merely sighed about time’s swift passing without further regrets.

Then, Zhou Yan summoned Hong Jun Ancestor again, concerned he might still be affected by the Dark Demon Spirit, fearing the emergence of an unknown True Illusion Realm.

But this time, after a moment of calling, Hong Jun Ancestor appeared.

"A whole year, Zhou Yan, you were nearly fully demonized by the Dark Demon Spirit, but something extraordinary happened."

Hong Jun Ancestor exclaimed with amazement.

Zhou Yan remained silent, knowing that the scene Zhou Lingyi manifested was definitely due to the golden leaf on his brow.

The so-called Black Water might be there, but Black Mountain must have appeared abruptly, awakening his unique strength.

"Indeed, within the Demon Spirit Soul Realm, I experienced similar perceptions, truly sensing nothing of myself, only wanting to do everything within my heart. Yet, internally, I was inclined towards darkness and destruction."

Zhou Yan nodded, sharing his feelings.