Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao Chapter 1578 - 101: Evil Venerate Sword Dao

Then, Li Su Nu turned her head and looked at Zhou Yan, her gaze immediately becoming incomparably gentle and kind, "Yan’er, you’ve come back. Unfortunately, your mother can no longer see you. To be able to see you like this once, it’s worth the brief resurrection."

After Li Su Nu finished speaking, she even wanted to bring Zhou Yan into her embrace, but... she suddenly disappeared.

This kind of disappearance is a true annihilative disappearance.

"This... what happened? Evil Empress... Wasn’t mother just destroyed earlier?"

"That was only a puppet, a puppet infused with past emotional memories. Your true mother has long been destroyed at the hands of the Ten Thousand Immortals and Ten Thousand Buddhas."

Zhou Wangchen’s words startled Zhou Yan intensely.

"What about the Bi Shui Fairy?"

"Do you really care if she lives or dies? She was merely a traitor sent by the Ten Thousand Immortals and Ten Thousand Buddhas to corrupt you."

Zhou Wangchen said calmly.

Zhou Yan’s gaze grew complicated.

In the memories of the Origin, it was full of love for Bi Shui Fairy. The result, in fact, was self-evident.

"I’m thinking of a way to achieve true resurrection. As long as we take action, there will always be hope."

"I’m not selfish or ruthless. To me, good and evil have no meaning, justice and evil spirits do not exist on a scale. If my plan succeeds and Su Nu resurrects, I can give up everything.

If it ultimately fails, everything will be completely destroyed!"

"When Su Nu’s skeletal remains completely disappear, it will be time to make a decision."

Zhou Wangchen said, then collected the scattered bone powder in the void, casually pinching it, and the bone powder immediately transformed into a smaller finger bone joint.

This small, can barely be carved upon once more. After carving again, the scattered bone powder would not be sufficient for carving.

And Li Su Nu’s remains were ultimately not much; after such a long passage of time, apart from ensuring the resurrection of the bloodline skeleton, how much of the remaining bones could be used for carving?

Zhou Yan fell into silence and said, "No matter what father chooses, I will support father."

"Hmm, it seems you are increasingly like the Holy Spirit of the Human Clan."

Zhou Wangchen smiled wistfully.

This smile was filled with an indescribable bitterness.

Zhou Yan, however, could not quite understand.

Yet, he did not need to understand so much.

"Father, have a drink."

"Alright!"

"Do you know why I use your mother’s remains for carving?"

"For creation, and for rebirth."

"That’s right, not only for creation but also for rebirth, because our Mechanical Soul Clan no longer exists with cyclic death nor with cyclic life. If this can be resolved, truly resurrecting her becomes a possibility."

...

The two drank wine and talked about some very complex matters in passing.

These words, Zhou Wangchen would certainly not have said to Zhou Yan before, nor would there be a need to say them to Zhou Yan afterward.

Probably only at such a moment would he bring it up with Zhou Yan.

In the end, it’s because of emotional entanglement, and ultimately, because the Supreme Forget Love’s King Holy Spirit Dao is too perfect.

Something too perfect has its greatest flaws.

This is the rule of the beginning and end echo of the world.

The Holy Spirit cannot detach from the Heaven and Earth it resides in, nor can it escape the rules of this world.

...

Emperor Soul Clan.

Void Ancient Palace.

When Zhou Yan returned, many Holy Spirits had already come to worship, but Zhou Yan showed little interest in these.

After sending those Holy Spirits away, Zhou Yan came to the old altar at the Void Ancient Palace.

Here lies the oldest altar, and it is very similar to the altar of the Sacrificial Heaven Ancient City.

Because, actually, the altar of the Sacrificial Heaven Ancient City is a constant vigilance for his Origin.

Zhou Yan stood beside the altar, standing silently, his figure appearing somewhat lonely and desolate.

The impact of the Emotional Dao was not a pleasant feeling.

And now, after hearing his father’s words, Zhou Yan had opened up certain emotional doors, ready to face the unknown outcome.

The result was that the persistence of emotions no longer struggled, seemingly giving up and beginning to permeate instead.

Struggle, and it can resist, can suppress.

But if it permeates, like water dripping through stone, like a divine saw cutting wood, it’s something that cannot be resisted.

In doing so, Zhou Yan himself knew that sooner or later, emotions and evil spirits would merge together, and at that time, would he be the Holy Spirit Evil Venerate Zhou Yan? Or that Thirteen Xingyi Zhou Yan?

Zhou Yan didn’t know, and didn’t want to know, for with emotions came inexplicable troubles.

He disliked this feeling, just as he disliked women and emotions.

Thinking about the woman, Zhou Yan also recalled the words his father had said. For a moment, a strand of doubt arose in his heart. A perfect puppet woman, an existence that would surprise and delight him—just who could it be?

Bi Shui Fairy?

Could Bi Shui Fairy surprise him?

Without emotion, where could joy be found?

Zhou Yan shook his head and then gathered all his distracting thoughts together, storing them directly into the chip at the depths of his brow.

The chip had awakened when he awakened. It was the same chip Zhou Wangchen gave him in the Soul Burying Starfield, and it was also his own origin chip.

It was because of this chip that after awakening, he could directly restore nearly all of his combat power, achieving the former peak combat power of the Holy Spirit Evil Venerate in one fell swoop.

Zhou Yan exhaled slowly, feeling much more at ease. Although suppressing those distracting thoughts brought an inexplicable sense of loneliness and loss, the ease of having nothing made him enjoy the feeling.

He left the sacrificial platform, heavy with the aura of annihilation, and entered the deeper core area of the Void Ancient Palace.

In that deep core area, an extremely old Golden Armor Battleship lay silently docked.

The Golden Armor Battleship was incredibly weathered, with very ancient rune markings and many long-dried corpses.

This Golden Armor Battleship was, in fact, the true Ancestor Dragon Warship.

On the Ancestor Dragon Warship were numerous skeletons, as well as mottled battle scars.

It seemed to recount a particularly tragic past battle.

Zhou Yan moved, passing through the ancient marks of the Golden Armor Battleship, and arrived on the second deck of the ship.

On that deck, within vast markings, remnants of shattered bones could be seen from afar.

"Mother, I come to see you again. You sacrificed here, and Father never spoke of the reason. It turned out to be because of the battle with the Ten Thousand Immortals and Ten Thousand Buddhas."

"You wanted us to give up the fight, but because the Ten Thousand Immortals and Buddhas coveted our chip and mechanical cultivation Holy Spirit technology, they kept provoking us without knowing decorum."

"Now, I have struggled a great part of my life for the Ten Thousand Immortals and Buddhas, how ironic is that?"

"Also, the women of the Human Clan, whether they know it or not, have formed complex relationships because of me and have progeny."

"Mother, do you think I should destroy those existences and stop the bloodline of the Mechanical Soul Clan from flowing out?"

Zhou Yan stood by the gigantic crevice, beside a hill that resembled the head of a woman, with a jade-like flying sword quietly resting at the woman’s brow.

That sword was the same jade-like flying sword Zhou Yan had wielded before, also the Lonely Monarch Sword Seal of Lonely Sword Intent.

Li Shunü, in the end, was a very tragic woman, slain by enemies and ultimately speaking for them.

Is this being heartless?

Zhou Yan felt that sometimes, the emotional Holy Spirits were so hypocritical it was detestable, while the heartless ones often acted with profound emotion, righteousness, and morality.

Zhou Yan stood there stunned for a long while. Suddenly, he realized that in the Emperor Soul Clan, there remained only him as the Holy Spirit. The rest possessed neither nor delved deeply into the spirit.

"I finally somewhat understand the origin of Father’s melancholy and solitude. In the eternal passage of time, what is the ultimate meaning of boundless great power? At the summit, the cold is unbearable."

Zhou Yan murmured to himself and then quietly sat down in that hill-like place.

Soon after, he took out his sword, and the Thunderflame Sword had evolved alongside Zhou Yan’s transformation and become the Thunderflame Evil Venerate Sword.

This sword, with wave-like serrated edges, each toothed edge bore barbs, extremely sharp and piercing.

The sword emitted fearsome Blood Qi, and having gathered the treasures and essences of both the Human Clan and Mechanical Soul Clan, it had become more powerful than ever before.

Zhou Yan wielded this sword and drew a crystal skull from his brow—the Holy Spirit bone material from the Mechanical Soul Clan.

Then, Zhou Yan instinctively began to carve.

The process was slow.

During this process, a vividly lifelike woman with a perfectly sculpted body appeared in his hand.

The woman was unclothed, her form utterly beautiful.

Her skin was as crystalline as jade, with two cherry-red marks as eye-catching as beautiful pearls and jade.

The towering chest, the perfect body proportions, the flat abdomen, and the slender waist—all were enticing.

Yet, Zhou Yan did not carve her face.

Because at this point, Zhou Yan could carve no further.

Because many women’s faces appeared on it.

But that body belonged to only one of them.

After contemplating the sculpture in his hand for a long time, Zhou Yan clenched his fist.

The statue immediately crumbled into fine powder, scattering into the void.

The bone powder of the crystal skull, white as snow, drifted and fell in the void, manifesting a desolate scene.

Zhou Yan did not carve any further but cultivated Sword Dao right there.

His Sword Dao was profoundly mysterious and immensely powerful and sharp.

His Sword Dao not only merged the various Xingyi Swordsmanship but also fused the various Nirvana Profound Meanings, the various Thirteen Monarch Seals, and the various Ancestor Dragon Emperor Venerate Sword Daos.

Subsequently, this Sword Dao completely unified, forming the most ordinary Sword Dao.

"From now on, this Sword Dao shall be renamed ’Evil Venerate Sword Dao,’ bearing my name and proving my eternal life."

Zhou Yan murmured to himself, and the Intent of the sword in his eyes and the sword intent of the Thunderflame Sword in his hand combined, forming the core of a Sword Dao King Holy Spirit Seal.

This sword-shaped king’s mark, nearly completely similar to Li Shunü’s Sword Dao Monarch Seal, yet broader and more powerful.