Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao Chapter 1567 - 90: Battle with Bi Shui

Jiang Yuning, Mu Qingyan, and Gu Xi instantly directed their gaze toward the luminous Reincarnation Ancient Land.

Although it was merely a projection, it represented the deepest core of the Reincarnation Ancient Land, acting as a critical nexus within the Silent Annihilation Battlefield.

By speaking as he did, Zhou Yan unequivocally proclaimed his return to all the engaged Holy Spirits.

He conveyed to every Holy Spirit that a beacon of hope still shone for their ongoing battle.

Following his arrangement to engage Bi Shui Fairy in a duel, Zhou Yan’s form dissolved into the infinitely intricate and shifting expanse of the Singularity, vanishing completely.

Hou Chen attempted to pursue, but the unfathomable complexity of the Singularity formed an impassable barrier, preventing his entry.

As Hou Chen neared, the boundless Singularity disintegrated into minuscule black particles, appearing to move with agonizing slowness yet possessing immeasurable velocity.

Gazing upon the now-vacant Void before him, Hou Chen’s expression turned somber, his heart weighed down by a profound sense of desolation.

Though his father had awakened, even completing a final, seemingly successful transformation on this ultimate path, an unshakeable feeling of melancholic finality persisted.

It felt as though an absence, once incurred, would be eternally so.

Hou Chen remained in a state of stunned inaction for a considerable duration, uncertainty clouding his next course of action.

Despite his considerable abilities, he was utterly outmatched by Bi Shui Fairy. Even when his potential was fully unleashed, it failed to defeat her; instead, her integration became even more complete, granting her an overwhelmingly superior combat power.

At present, his Realm and strength were merely adequate, leaving him in a state of profound helplessness.

He wasn't alone in this predicament; Gu Xi and Mu Qingyan found themselves in a comparable situation regarding their Realms and power.

Beyond mere waiting, there appeared to be no other viable option.

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After navigating the endless Void, Zhou Yan did not materialize within the Reincarnation Ancient Land but instead found himself at the ancient Holy Spirit Heavenly Pond.

This location, originally the very birthplace of Hou Chen, was a segment within the dominion of the Emperor Soul Clan, serving as an ancestral territory for the Holy Spirits.

An aura of complete tranquility pervaded the area, and no Holy Spirit from the Emperor Soul Clan stood guard.

Upon Zhou Yan's arrival, the Holy Spirits of the Emperor Soul Clan registered his presence but made no outward appearance.

Zhou Yan stood in solitary silence atop the Heavenly Pond, his gaze fixed upon its surface, now noticeably withered and partially desiccated, his mind adrift in a sea of complex contemplation.

A flood of long-lost memories resurfaced, yet this influx brought no solace, as it carried with it the immense weight of the past and burdens too heavy to bear.

While these memories remained dormant, any pressure encountered was intangible, unseen; however, with their full return and the consequences laid bare, the pressure transformed into something tangible, visible.

Visible pressure invariably eclipsed invisible pressure in its unimaginable and crushing intensity.

Zhou Yan lingered alone at the apex of the Heavenly Pond for an extended period, appearing to be lost in recollection or deep in memorial thought.

Abruptly, the heavens and the earth seemed to darken, and from the opposite side of the Heavenly Pond, a striking woman, fully cloaked in black robes, manifested.

Zhou Yan seemed to anticipate her arrival, his expression betraying no hint of surprise.

The woman mirrored his composure, her demeanor utterly detached and frigid; though unmasked, her facial features remained indistinct and un rozpoznawalne.

Zhou Yan did not press to discern her features, understanding with certainty who she was, irrespective of whether he looked or not.

Nevertheless, the turn of events that had brought them to this critical juncture stirred a profound sense of regret.

Once bound by true love and shared aspirations, they now stood on the precipice of hostility.

Zhou Yan firmly believed that if the original Bi Shui Fairy were conscious, she would never have desired such a confrontation; however, the current Bi Shui Fairy was no longer the same individual, rendering this battle unavoidable.

This inevitability stemmed from Bi Shui Fairy's control over the passage to the core gateway of the Silent Annihilation Battlefield; without vanquishing her, entry into that ultimate battlefield was an impossibility.

Lifting his head, Zhou Yan calmly met Bi Shui Fairy's gaze.

Bi Shui Fairy, in turn, directed her attention toward Zhou Yan, their eyes connecting across the Void, yet in both gazes, not a flicker of emotion could be detected.

Even if Zhou Yan harbored lingering feelings, he deliberately obscured them from view.

Bi Shui Fairy presented a stark contrast; devoid of emotion, she displayed none, her eyes a pale, indifferent, and shadowed expanse.

Within their depths resided nothing but a consuming madness, a thirst for slaughter, malevolent spirits, and utter destruction.

A profound sadness washed over Zhou Yan, a feeling that was unspeakable, upon witnessing the state of her eyes; yet, now representing far more than himself alone, he remained resolutely still, initiating no action.

Bi Shui Fairy paused for a moment, as if occupied with an internal matter, and her face began to gain clarity, emerging from its previous blurriness.

She made no attempt to conceal her appearance, allowing Zhou Yan to perceive her current visage with absolute clarity.

Her beauty remained as breathtaking and enchanting as ever, so much so that even seeing her again caused Zhou Yan's heart to stir, igniting an inescapable and profound sensation of deep affection.

This love was in no way lesser than that he felt for Mu Qingyan, Jiang Yuning, or Feng Zishuang, for in Zhou Yan's recovered memories, nearly all his emotional focus had been directed toward Bi Shui Fairy.

Should that fragment of affection not be drawn out, the subsequent strategies with Ancestor Hong Jun to seize Fairy Bi Shui would be unfeasible, and certain crucial matters could not unfold as intended.

Thus, as the recovered memories intertwined with his present awareness, Zhou Yan understood that he genuinely... found it arduous to relinquish this sentiment.

Consequently, at this precise juncture, Fairy Bi Shui's sudden appearance, irrespective of her hidden motives, undeniably affected Zhou Yan's state of mind.

Zhou Yan is not an unfeeling individual; his life's path was predetermined from its inception, and this perceived emotional attachment is undoubtedly Zhou Yan's inherent vulnerability.

Even with his current possession of fourteen King’s Marks, perhaps in the estimation of the Evil Emperor and Evil Empress, Zhou Yan still harbors a critical flaw.

Just as it is now, with Fairy Bi Shui manifesting that gaunt and pallid visage, to what end does this serve?

It is solely intended to deliver a potent blow to Zhou Yan's spirit, rendering him incapable of engaging at his full combat potential.

It represents the most straightforward, yet undeniably potent, tactic.

Zhou Yan is cognizant of this fact, yet he will not alter his course because of it.

Fairy Bi Shui had grown considerably thinner, appearing so frail that a mere breeze seemed capable of toppling her; that delicate frame and the familiar, exquisite contours remained, yet they now exuded a profound, tragic sorrow.

A pang resonated within Zhou Yan's heart; when a cherished beloved confronts one in such desperate straits, any person with empathy would be moved to act.

To say nothing of the fact that, at this very moment, Fairy Bi Shui was not a mere illusion or a substitute; she was unequivocally the real Fairy Bi Shui.

Zhou Yan emitted a soft sigh and inquired, "Why must you do this?"

"Turn back. I understand, I know you still possess your free will. Turn back. Regardless of what transpires, my love for you remains resolute and as profound as ever!"

Zhou Yan's words were gentle.

At that instant, the icy, solitary, and proud aura that enveloped him appeared to transmute entirely into tender affection, his gaze brimming with warmth.

However, Fairy Bi Shui displayed no discernible reaction to Zhou Yan's earnest plea; instead, she suddenly propelled herself forward, her eyes fixed upon Zhou Yan with chilling intensity, and abruptly opened her mouth wide.

From her jaws, she expelled a half-foot-long jade sword. This particular type of sword was remarkably familiar to Zhou Yan, as it bore an uncanny resemblance to the jade short sword he knew, the only discernible difference being the subtle variation in the aura it emanated.

And the formidable power wielded by that jade short sword was something Zhou Yan had long understood; with his memories now restored, Zhou Yan's comprehension deepened, recognizing it as a genuine Holy Spirit Heavy Weapon, indeed a treasure surpassing even Immortal Weapons and King's Weapons.

The appearance of such a weapon was already an unmistakable harbinger of a battle to the death.

Zhou Yan's eyes darkened, his sharp gaze suddenly losing its intensity, becoming profoundly dim, reflecting a complex admixture of disappointment, a silent lament, and an underlying melancholy.

This was because the confrontation had become an unavoidable certainty.

At this critical moment, the half-foot-long jade short sword suddenly flared with a silver luminescence, launching directly towards Zhou Yan's brow. Exhibiting incredible speed, the jade short sword seemed to morph into King's Marks, akin to chains of the Great Dao, unleashing the unyielding will of a King.

This assault was one that Zhou Yan could not possibly withstand, primarily because Zhou Yan had not yet fully mastered the Evil Spirit Inheritance.

Or, to be more precise, Zhou Yan possessed the knowledge of how to initiate the Evil Spirit Inheritance, but he had not yet undergone the direct tutelage required to fully wield it.

Zhou Yan's body contorted rapidly, evading this lethal thrust. Simultaneously, his form, moving with lightning-like swiftness, materialized beside Fairy Bi Shui. Following this, the Thunder Flame King Sword in his grasp unleashed a comparable King's might.

That blade, imbued with Zhou Yan's personal Dao, after integrating the power of fourteen King's Marks, manifested the Ancestor Dragon Emperor Venerate King Sword Dao.

A single draw of the sword resulted in a direct collision with the onslaught originating from the jade short sword.

In the ensuing moment, the entire desiccated lake water of the Heavenly Pool surged upwards, erupting in a series of continuous explosions.

Limitless singularities within the void were obliterated, transforming into remnants of ruin that propagated outwards.

Zhou Yan's sword unleashed a supreme King's Dao, giving rise to an indomitable immortal will.

Conversely, Fairy Bi Shui's jade short sword delivered strikes that were exceptionally vicious, ferociously relentless, and imbued with such terrifying power that Zhou Yan found himself struggling to endure.

After parrying several consecutive blows, Zhou Yan began to feel a sense of exhaustion, a lack of sustained power.

Meanwhile, Fairy Bi Shui appeared to fight with increasing valor, her strength growing with each passing moment.

Zhou Yan drew a deep breath, and immediately activated the newly acquired method of the Evil Dragon Inheritance.

This time, Zhou Yan readily consumed nearly all of his Holy Spirit Origin, conjuring a celestial vortex. Finally, from the heart of this vortex, he consolidated his attack, targeting Fairy Bi Shui's formidable assault.