Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao

Chapter 1593 - 113: Nirvana

Thus, in the instant of locking onto the Flying Boat, Zhou Yan’s Fist Intent directly struck out through the air.

One punch.

Dragon Form, Creation boundless.

One punch, simply unleashed his own majesty and conviction.

It was like an invisible force suddenly pierced through the void, suddenly appearing on that Flying Boat.

"Buzz——"

The Flying Boat trembled, and the five cultivators on the boat all turned pale, unable to react in time, the Flying Boat exploded directly, turning into dust.

At the same time, that endlessly terrifying power nearly instantaneously penetrated the five bodies.

The five of them had no strength to react or flee, and immediately their bodies shattered, blood and flesh flying.

Zhou Yan slaughtered these five Soul Condensation Realm strongmen as if crushing an ant.

In the distance, several beams of light flew towards them. Initially, it was evident they intended to watch the scene or do something, but upon witnessing Zhou Yan’s ruthless ability to smash the Abnormal Treasure Flying Boat with a punch, they were scared pale.

"Is this a Saint Heir emerging?"

A cultivator murmured softly.

"This must be the descendant of a peerless powerhouse, incredibly terrifying. The body’s strength can’t even be sensed, comparable to an absolute treasure! Could this be the legendary Emperor Sword Saint Body?"

"Not sure, but it’s best not to provoke him, better take a detour!"

"Yes, that Yun Mountain Sacred Land has been arrogant for too long, and now they’ve run into someone even more domineering. They deserve it!"

"Therefore, cultivators should be humble!"

...

In the distance, the cultivators flying in one after the other whispered among themselves after witnessing this horrific scene, but dared not approach.

Zhou Yan completely ignored this scene and continued silently slaughtering the hills.

Quickly, the hills were leveled into a flat area, revealing some unknown ancient lines.

Among these lines, Zhou Yan saw a faint imprint of the Twelve Magnetic Light Columns.

They were already very ancient and broken imprints.

However, on the imprint, Zhou Yan understood some Tai Chu runes and some Emperor Patterns.

After a long time, Zhou Yan’s eyes became slightly moist.

Wan Jian Tian seemed to have a past story, but within that past, there was an unchanging fact.

"Brother, are you trying to save Wan Jian Tian? Then why does his Soul have such severe Soul Loss, needing the Twelve Magnetic Light Columns’ shackles to avoid destruction?"

Zhou Yan muttered to himself in his heart.

After a long while, Zhou Yan’s sword suddenly cut through a point on one of the array bases, a light shot out, suddenly enveloping Zhou Yan entirely.

This light point was the remaining Primordial Magnetic Pole Light.

With the appearance of the Primordial Magnetic Pole Light, Zhou Yan, through the existence of the pole light and the Array Patterns, entered the Primordial Magnetic Aurora Land.

Yet, now this place had long since withered, becoming a desolate land, a silent land.

Here, there was no Wan Jian Tian, nor the past Primordial Magnetic Pole Light, only some remaining withered energy still existed.

Under the purification of the new world’s energy, the past energies here transformed into clusters of very pure Origin Energy, as if cleansed.

Like Wannian soul liquid, Wannian Spiritual Medicine.

These things were not plentiful, but the benefits were immense, enough to stir up bloody storms in this world.

Yet, Zhou Yan quietly collected these things, placing them in the Crystal Coffin containing his human skin and bones.

This Wannian soul liquid was not much, less than ten liters in quantity.

Zhou Yan did not know if this energy was enough for him to refine his physical body once more.

The physical body is the carrier of the soul, and before the soul is transformed to the level of Immortality, the body is the best vessel to bear the Bitter Sea.

Thus, the more powerful the body, the better.

The Nirvana Rebirth Technique does not suit all the rules of today’s world, so Zhou Yan needs to improve, to transform, to reorganize the rules.

Now, reorganizing the rules cannot form his own Dao, cannot create his King’s Mark, this Zhou Yan knows, but as long as the Dao is correct, the Nirvana Rebirth Technique can restore its ability.

Possessing the ultimate means of restoration as a foundation, many things would become much easier.

Now, Zhou Yan also understood his situation, perhaps slaughtering a First Layer Soul Condensation Realm cultivator was like killing an ant, but what about those in the Void Soul Realm? What about even stronger realms?

Zhou Yan did not believe those leaders of the Holy Lands were completely inept.

Therefore, many preparations he must make as well.

Zhou Yan did not directly open this Primordial Magnetic Aurora Land, as of now, his mindset was still, better to avoid than to create more problems.

Zhou Yan, following the marks of the Array Patterns, began to dismantle the shackles of Primordial Magnetic Pole Light one by one.

During this, Zhou Yan saw many traces of dried blood.

Those traces had turned dark red.

It seemed he could still witness here the past unbearable scenes one by one.

But those seemed unable to withstand the test of time, all had decayed.

Zhou Yan collected twelve shattered Primordial Magnetic Pole Lights, intertwined them with soul liquid, then activated the Xingyi Twelve Souls power, merging it with his Nirvana Techniques, beginning the transformation of Soul Slash and True Void.

This Dao, now seemed extremely difficult due to some deliberately shackled rules, but the transformation of Nirvana was somewhat better, because the Secret Technique of Nirvana originated from the Phoenix Ancient Clan of the past, from Feng Jiu Xian and the "Nirvana Scripture."

Those, but not entirely unique to Zhou Yan’s methods.

And through the cultivation of techniques and rules on Soul Slash and True Void aspects, Zhou Yan confirmed the authenticity of matters concerning the Emperor Soul Clan.

If not, why would this new world shackle the series of techniques dominated by Zhou Yan?

If without those, why would these shackles exist?

Zhou Yan might not believe in any existence, or he might believe in any existence, but the immense truth he witnessed when facing destruction ultimately couldn’t be false.

At that moment, transcending calculation, he was about to be annihilated, how could there be any more need for calculation or to be calculated?

Yet, no existence could have anticipated that amidst the Void Thunder Tribulation of the new world, Lee Ran had already been awaiting that moment to seize an opportunity.

It felt like a distortion of time, or perhaps a shift in space.

How Lee Ran accomplished it, Zhou Yan did not know.

But it was clear, considering all past experiences, Zhou Yan knew he needed to rise quickly, truly fight back.

Then, there would be a way to save.

As Zhou Yan cultivated, he also pondered.

The Nirvana Scripture, completely obliterated and renewed, began to transform combining soul liquid and Primordial Magnetic Pole Light, Zhou Yan’s body started to undergo transformation again, and his soul grew stronger.

The effects of the Nirvana Scripture began to manifest bit by bit.

From initial hardship to subsequent sedimentation, gradually changing, forming a whole with Zhou Yan.

Gradually, everything became less difficult.

This process turned out to be much simpler than Zhou Yan had anticipated, and the changes in various cultivation techniques, arrays, and runes, after suitable modifications, were entirely applicable.

This meant that all of Zhou Yan’s experiences as the Holy Spirit Evil Venerate, after appropriate adjustments, fully belonged to this world.

The past world was destroyed, the new world exists, the strongest of the new world could not possibly be as strong as the Holy Spirit Evil Venerate.

Then the final outcome was already almost a victory.

However, the strongest of the new world had developed for one hundred and thirty-four thousand years, can this age-old foundation be exceeded?

The answer was within Zhou Yan’s heart, and he was very sure, it could be.

...

Time, passed a full day.

With Zhou Yan’s capability, it took him a whole day to transform out the Nirvana Dao.

A day’s time is not much, but considering Zhou Yan’s accomplishments, this was quite astounding.

Zhou Yan’s realm hadn’t temporarily improved, he hadn’t cultivated, all was the strength of the body, nearly comparable to a cultivator of around the Fifth Level of the Void Soul Realm.

In other words, a cultivator of around the Fifth Level of the Void Soul Realm couldn’t injure Zhou Yan in the slightest.

In other aspects, Zhou Yan only recovered the ability to perform the Nirvana Rebirth Technique, the rest of the Tao still required exploration.

But there is one Tao that never disappeared, which could be performed unaffected, that is the Killing Dao of the Xingyi Fist.

That was Lee Ran’s Tao, and the new world seemed to resonate with this Tao, like intentionally providing Lee Ran a comforting resolution.

Yet, however good those methods, wouldn’t Lee Ran be unaware in his heart?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan could only sneer coldly in his heart.

...

After exiting the Yuan Magnetic Light Column, Zhou Yan’s thoughts moved, the Crystal Bone Sword transformed into a sword light, appearing in the void.

Zhou Yan stood on the Flying Sword, his entire being transformed into a stream of light, swiftly flew away.

The direction he headed was precisely the direction where the Zhou Family once existed.

However, Zhou Yan wasn’t heading to the Zhou Family, because whether the Zhou Family still existed, he did not know now, but likely it had long since been annihilated.

Where the Zhou Family once was, there was a place called Canglan City.

Outside Canglan City, there was a place called Tianji Mountain.

If there was one place that Zhou Yan felt deeply attached to, it must be Tianji Mountain.

Originating from the Ten Thousand Soul Tianji Clan, Tianji Mountain was a prominent representative place.

Is Tianji Mountain, now, safe?

Zhou Yan locked onto the direction, although the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb had many unknown ancient prohibitions and dangers, in Zhou Yan’s eyes, it was like his backyard.

In this world, no array, no prohibition could block him anymore.

Zhou Yan flew for about an hour before finally exiting the boundary of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb.

But this range originally was where places like Frost Tears could be seen, yet Zhou Yan saw none of it.

Those places, after the ages, had long since vanished, becoming desolate ground, covered by the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb.

After exiting the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb, Zhou Yan saw the distant Ancient Tomb Mountain.

And he also saw the Black Water River beneath the Ancient Tomb Mountain.

But the Black Water River had long dried up, becoming a barren canyon filled with bones of corpses, green hair had grown from the bones, it looked like a desolate, uninhabited land.

In the distance, Ancient Tomb Mountain had also become barren, similarly dead silent.

Here, besides the moaning wind and cawing of crows, no other sounds could be heard.

Here, no cultivators came.

Zhou Yan passed through, sensing the storm of destruction and the impact of invisible Gang Qi energy.

But his body was completely unaffected.

His will clearly saw through every falsehood, calmly traversing through.

After passing through Ancient Tomb Mountain, Zhou Yan saw the distant Canglan City.

Canglan City had completely renewed, with obvious signs of recent renovations.

Even so, despite being refurbished, it remained old and weathered.

Thick city walls grew with green moss, appearing likewise mottled and heavy.

From afar, Zhou Yan could already see dense cultivators occasionally flying by.