Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao Chapter 1565 - 88: Too Painful to Recall
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Mother Empress’s disbelief, Gu Xi felt, could be resolved without much difficulty.
"Mother Empress, yours is a tragic fate, yet you remain excessively stubborn about so many matters, to an unnecessary degree."
"Furthermore, the reason you cannot depart from the Life Universe Cube stems from your roots being anchored here. It is akin to water held within a sealed bottle; how can it be poured out without the bottle being opened?"
"You are unable to escape as your entire foundation is established here... but I am different."
"I am a rootless existence, nurtured by Lady Nuwa alongside the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox clan. Much like Brother Zhou Yan, I was fashioned through a perfect method."
"Consequently, we possess no inherent roots here, nor are we bound by the rules of this place."
Gu Xi elucidated, her gaze then returning to Zhou Yan as she inquired, "Brother Zhou Yan, are you prepared?"
In a state of enchantment, Zhou Yan gazed upon Gu Xi's exquisite and endearing visage, unable to resist a passionate kiss.
At that very instant, even the remarkably composed and charming Gu Xi let out a soft gasp, her entire being succumbing to a sudden wave of weakness and pliability.
Zhou Yan held Gu Xi close, his robust chest pressing firmly against her soft, voluptuous form as he continued to caress her delicate, fragrant tongue.
The scene unfolded with a fiery romance, yet the surrounding atmosphere remained profoundly tranquil.
A short while later, Zhou Yan released Gu Xi, and abruptly, his entire resolve intensified, as though he had attained dominion over all existence, with nothing left to trouble him.
"My family, my beloved, and my companions are now all by my side. Aside from Zishuang and Ling Yi, who have ventured beyond the Cube's confines, the others are all present."
"I harbor virtually no regrets, and thus, it is indeed time for me to contribute to that impending conflict."
"If it were in the past, Xi’er, I would undoubtedly worry about you suffering from bestowing your Life Soul upon me. However, this feeling no longer carries such a shallow weight; you will not harm yourself for my sake, nor would I do so."
"Therefore, I intend not only to acquire the inheritance but to master it completely, to emerge incredibly formidable from the ensuing battle, and subsequently, to bestow upon each of you, the women I hold most dear, eternal companionship."
Zhou Yan declared with profound conviction, his words ringing with unwavering resolve.
It had been a considerable span since Zhou Yan had articulated such potent sentiments.
But once uttered, he was invariably destined to bring them to fruition.
"Brother Zhou Yan, you speak the truth, our love shall no longer be so fragile and susceptible. When I took this Life Soul with me, I had already forged the determination to cultivate it for you. Now that I have ascended to the status of a True Holy Spirit, this Life Soul has also reached its zenith, becoming equivalent to an independent entity. Brother Zhou Yan, this is the most crucial element for the compatibility of your Life Soul, and within it lie all the world's answers."
"It may require some time for you to fully comprehend it, but that no longer holds significance,"
Gu Xi stated, lifting her arms and then placing her hands upon her forehead.
At that precise moment, a pale purple, thunder-infused, ancient Original Life Soul emerged from the depths of Gu Xi’s brow.
This Life Soul bore a striking resemblance to a human head, yet it shimmered with an ethereal pale purple lightning, appearing remarkably distinctive and captivating.
"This... is this not the King’s Holy Spirit of the Thunder Flame Monarch from that era? Did the Thunder Flame Monarch not transmigrate to the next life? How has his Holy Spirit been refined into such a primordial essence?"
"If the Thunder Flame Monarch is not who he claims to be, then who, pray tell, are you, Zhou Yan?"
At this juncture, even Mother Empress could not suppress an exclamation, her astonishment palpable and profound.
To such an extent that her very consciousness involuntarily voiced that single query.
Gu Xi cast a placid glance towards Mother Empress, offering no concealment as she softly explained, "Mother Empress, the Thunder Flame Monarch has perpetually been ensnared by the crimson chains beyond the Cube, within a distinct spatial realm. There resides a Holy Spirit Throne.
The Thunder Flame Monarch's essence has always been contained therein.
As for Brother Zhou Yan, much like myself, he is a life form conceived from the amalgamation of the most ancient and potent inheritances found amongst all humanity."
"Consequently, I can wield the diverse abilities of Nuwa, the Emperor Arc clan of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, along with the myriad capabilities of other supreme Emperor Demon clans."
"And Brother Zhou Yan is truly the prime inheritor of the Human Clan, the vessel of all human aspirations; this is the undeniable truth!"
"The Thunder Flame Monarch served merely as an immature vessel, a deliberate ploy to deceive the enemy."
"The Thunder Flame Monarch's physical form was imprisoned and concealed. Moreover, the will and spirit of the Thunder Flame Monarch resided within Zhou Yan."
"So Brother Zhou Yan is indeed the Lei Yan King, the Thunder Flame Monarch, and even the Purple Flame Monarch. All of this is true." Gu Xi explained gently, and his words left Mother Empress in stunned silence for a considerable time. "Perhaps many lives will face catastrophe, and even the Soul Burying Starfield is a ’soul burying’ calamity. However, this arrangement was initially made to better continue the lineage and the inheritance of civilization." "The inheritance has come this far; it cannot simply restart from scratch. Behind every mature Cube, there must be some sacrifices, and everyone understands the principle of choosing the lesser of two evils." Gu Xi spoke, letting out an inexplicable sigh and ceasing his speech. At this moment, the mass of purple thunder power had already surged towards Zhou Yan’s forehead, settling quietly upon it. Zhou Yan felt an incredibly profound connection. Through this cluster of purple Life Soul Origin, he glimpsed deep within his own Life Soul a vast, square prison. Within this prison, a man drenched in blood was bound to a throne crafted from blood. His blood-red long hair cascaded like a flowing river to every corner of the chamber, and crimson blood trickled from his forehead, presenting a truly wretched appearance. Yet, as Zhou Yan observed him, the figure glanced back. A subtle, relieved smile then graced his lips. That smile held a universe of unspoken emotions. It was at precisely this instant that a unique, inexplicable wave of information surged into Zhou Yan’s consciousness. It felt akin to awakening a long-dormant memory, like a paralyzed limb suddenly regaining its ability to move. In that moment, Zhou Yan seemed to witness every fragment of his past self. He saw his nascent years, the arduous trials post-nurturing, the various grueling whippings, and the painful cultivation endured. He witnessed the despair and turmoil following each repeated failure in arranging the Soul Burying Starfield. He saw the initial, unbearable past where Zhou Lingyi groveled, attempting to seize the most ancient and core Emperor Blood Inheritance of the Human Clan. He also observed the instances where Feng Zishuang deliberately cultivated a friendship and flirted with him initially, while he purposefully exploited this, mercilessly humiliating Feng Zishuang. The past is truly a burden to recall. Perhaps only by fully reliving every scene from the past can one truly comprehend that this present life, at this very moment, is an exceptionally rare fortune. The passage of time is a painful thing to look back upon, and upon reflection, one finds only more change and sighs. Zhou Yan remained in a state of profound daze for an extended period. Yes, he understood. He grasped the reason behind the annihilation of the Ten Thousand Immortals and Ten Thousand Buddhas: The Silent Annihilation Battlefield raged at the periphery of the Life Universe Magic Cube, a conflict that had persisted for millennia. He also comprehended that each Plane World that was created drew inspiration from the Buddhist concept of the Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds, augmented by various rules from Pangu’s Creation of Heaven and Earth, to integrate and form a cohesive theoretical framework. Thus, even if the virtual Soul Burying Starfield and its various planes were obliterated, the Dao cultivated from them could still be preserved. Zhou Yan also saw his brother, Lee Ran, painstakingly making arrangements numerous times, enduring repeated ambushes, and witnessed the tragic past incidents where the Xingyi Battle Souls were intercepted and slaughtered. Zhou Yan also witnessed the helpless circumstances of Yanyan being initially misguided, transforming into an Evil Spirit, and with a heart bent on slaughter, destroying the foundations of one Human Clan Ancestor after another. He also saw Yanyan’s subsequent suffering and self-recrimination, and observed Mu Qingyan bearing immense blame and doubt. Furthermore, he witnessed the tragic scenes of Hou Chen descending into madness while cultivating the Evil Dragon Inheritance, seeking vengeance and striving to protect Sisi. This led to the slaughter of countless humans, making him a hunted figure by the Human Clan. ... The past is truly a burden to recall. This is because the memories it contains are so viscerally real, intense, cruel, and terrifying. Yet, all of that, in the end, is merely the past. And ultimately, it has all become history. Zhou Yan inhaled deeply. As the Life Soul gradually integrated into his forehead, the shackles within his body shattered, and his combat power surged anew. Zhou Yan had no precise measure of the increase, but he knew it was substantial, exceedingly substantial. Moreover, Zhou Yan’s King’s Mark grew incredibly potent and stable. Most importantly, all of Zhou Yan’s memories were now complete. He had no recollection gaps, nothing unknown. Even if there were things beyond his knowledge, they were matters no Holy Spirit could comprehend, and they no longer held significant relevance to his Origin. "Xi’er, I love you." "Qingyan, Ning’er, Luo Shui, I love you all as well." Zhou Yan declared profoundly, his voice filled with emotion.Gu Xi appeared to grasp Zhou Yan's meaning, her gaze immediately turning exceptionally tender and fervent. Concurrently, Qian Luoshui, Mu Qingyan, and Jiang Yuning echoed in unison, their voices profound, "Husband, we love you too." Zhou Yan acknowledged them with a nod before turning his attention back to Hou Chen. "Chencheng, you have endured hardship, but Father vows you will never suffer again. Whosoever dares to bully you will utterly vanish!" Zhou Yan's voice, though placid, carried an aura of dreadful authority. It seemed that with his completion, Zhou Yan's combat prowess now rivaled that of the Mother Empress.