118: Chapter 017 Supreme Water Sword Intent of Soul Destruction_2 118: Chapter 017 Supreme Water Sword Intent of Soul Destruction_2 Xingyi Swordsmanship is the foundation, while the path of self is the path of development.

In such a terrifying realm of perception, Zhou Yan continuously derived the Supreme Water swordsmanship, those already perfectly condensed Nine Forms, which are now merging and transforming one by one, like an ancient Sword Soul being slowly condensed and taking the form of a special ‘seed’ with a halo around it.

This seed fluttered as if it were an elf, dancing in front of Zhou Yan, and his emotions also changed incessantly with the seed.

Time passed as if ten thousand years had gone by, extremely prolonged, yet Zhou Yan felt no abnormalities.

After a long time, he sighed lightly, capturing the seed, which had condensed into a point of light, directly into his hands, and then this seed entered directly into the hands of Zhou Yan’s soul.

“Life and death, Soul Destruction.”

“The ultimate good is evil.”

“Supreme Water Sword Intent, first form, Soul Extinguishing Sword Intent, go!”

Zhou Yan muttered to himself.

As his voice manifested, a terrifying soul aura rippled and painted the void!

In this Purple Flame Void, it seemed that in an instant, everything paused as a purple Sword Intent traveled through Heaven and Earth with awe-inspiring power.

Having become invincible through my own understanding, sacrificing others for my path, and deeply comprehending the Supreme Water swordsmanship, this time it finally accumulated and transformed those experiences into one move.

This move, Zhou Yan felt, could absolutely compare to the first form of Xingyi Dragon Form in Xingyi Swordsmanship—the True Canglong Swordsmanship.

Or perhaps there was still a gap, but the gap was no longer significant!

This was an inexplicable belief, and this Soul Extinguishing Sword Intent was True Sword Intent, a genuine soul attack Sword Intent that could directly utilize soul power to attack and injure an enemy’s soul!

This time, Zhou Yan was determined to further enhance his capabilities when numerous cultivators came to this place.

Because he felt that the shimmering thing in the dire mountains and waters was extremely outstanding.

Moreover, having spontaneously realized much while using ancient Sword Arrays in Artifact Refining, at such a moment, Zhou Yan was further enlightened.

Having fully comprehended the Supreme Water swordsmanship, Zhou Yan then began to delve deeper into the secrets of the Nine Concealing Souls Sword Array.

Afterward, it was unclear how much time had passed when Zhou Yan, having completed his enlightenment, exited the Purple Flame Space between his brows and felt that outside, Qi Meng was still fully focused on her surroundings, and it seemed not much time had passed.

Zhou Yan sensed everything outside the Nine Concealing Souls Sword Array.

Far away, the Sword Light of flying cultivators had grown much closer, but they had not yet arrived.

Zhou Yan then controlled his own Purple Flame, continuously burning his physical body to achieve further refinement.

This refinement, severing the connection of the body to the soul to face the Purple Flame, Zhou Yan imagined would be a very painful thing, but when he actually carried it out, he realized it was unbearably painful.

But that belief, the belief in a strong physical body, made Zhou Yan grit his teeth and persist.

As ancient silks burned in the Purple Flame, massive amounts of Vitality Energy continuously emerged.

Zhou Yan kept refining his physical body, and before the blood could even begin to flow from the broken flesh, Vitality Energy was already pouring in, rapidly healing the body.

This seemed to form a terrifying cycle.

Time passed.

Immersed in this cycle of destruction and rebirth, Zhou Yan’s realm of Sword Heart Third Layer Heaven was also unknowingly accumulating towards the Great Perfection Realm.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”

The sounds of Sword Qi breaking through the sky appeared.

Subsequently, several voices resonated around this Nine Concealing Souls Sword Array.

“It indeed is the Ancient Prohibition on the City of No Tears’ Ancient Forbidden Road, entering from here is correct.”

“Then let’s go directly, everyone just withstand this bit of danger, and we’ll be fine once we’re through.”

“Hold on, there’s another type of ancient array here, not strong, but its concealment effect is very good.

I’ll forcefully break it.”

“Alright, let’s see Master Taichong’s performance then.”

…

Several voices suddenly came through, and the guarding Qi Meng, upon hearing the words, immediately paled a bit.

She glanced at Zhou Yan, who was still sitting motionlessly as if he were a mountain, her face filled with worry.

But in the next moment, she resolutely walked out of the hidden Sword Array and stood outside it.

“Master Taichong, my young master is inside experiencing Enlightenment.

I earnestly ask you to please go around,”

Qi Meng concealed her murderous intent and hatred for Ji Taichong, who was persistently hunting her down, speaking in a gentle tone with a plea.

“Young master?

Which young master are you talking about?

Feng Lingzhu, do you know?” Ji Taichong, clad in black combat armor, imposing and looking down on Qi Meng, asked the white-clothed woman beside him in a detached tone.

When he saw Qi Meng, there seemed to be a hint of anger in his eyes as if blaming his subordinates for their incompetence in such a simple task of capturing someone.

“Hmm…

Guardian Leng?

You, you just stay here, the young master, the young master is the young master Zhou Yan, he is experiencing Enlightenment.

Opportunities for Sudden Enlightenment are rare, this is an opportunity—”

“What kind of young master is he?

What enlightenment can he experience?

Tell him to move aside, don’t block Master Taichong’s path, lest you provoke Master Taichong’s displeasure.”

Feng Ling Bamboo spoke indifferently, seemingly surprised that Zhou Yan could appear here.

“Guardian Feng, how can you say that—”

“How I act, is it for you to dictate?

Move aside quickly!

The City of No Tears has already opened; this Ancient Tomb Mountain is only suitable for ordinary Cultivators to refine their bloodline.

Tell Zhou Yan to go look for some Demon Beasts to refine his bloodline more.

He has no ability to meddle in this matter.”

Feng Ling Bamboo stared coldly at Qi Meng, her tone cold and indifferent.

Qi Meng was stunned, incredulous at Feng Ling Bamboo, then she looked at Ji Taichong and suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, spoke coldly, “Whether or not he has the ability to meddle is not for a mere maid to decide!

The young master is still the young master; if you dare show disrespect to the young master, that is disloyalty to the young lady!

I won’t move aside, unless you kill me!

The young master’s exceptional talent means he could make a startling achievement through this Enlightenment, how can it be interrupted?!”

Qi Meng was also furious about Feng Ling Bamboo’s actions, very dissatisfied.

“You?

You are qualified to say this?

If you won’t move aside, then death it is!” Feng Ling Bamboo spoke uncompromisingly, her Sword Soul already manifesting.

“Wait—”

Ji Taichong came forward, looking down at Qi Meng, and said, “You are talking about that young master, that lowly mongrel?

The son of that lowly woman who had an affair?”

As he spoke these words, his face twisted into something savage and sinister.

“He may be lowly, but the young lady is innocent.

If it wasn’t for that man’s despicable methods, how could the young lady end up like this?” Feng Lingzhu said with a slightly displeased expression, coldly.

“Oh really!

So, inside this Sword Array, it really is that lowly spawn?”

Ji Taichong sneered.

“You are the lowly one!”

Qi Meng, furious and unable to tolerate the insults hurled at Zhou Yan, whom she now revered like a Heavenly God, lashed out.

“Haha, even a maid from the Li family dares to insult Master Taichong, no wonder your Ji family always has such bizarre incidents.

I, Pan Yuming, have really seen it all now!”

A handsome, snow-clad man strolled over with his hands behind his back, looking at Qi Meng, also sneering repeatedly.

His words also carried disdain and ridicule towards Ji Taichong.

“Hmph, Pan Yuming, why so arrogant?

Why not we compare who has a more powerful Sword Soul now?

As for a lowly maid, an insect-like creature, how big a wave can she cause?”

Ji Taichong sneered continuously.

“Competing with you would be pointless.

Finish this quickly, we should hurry to the Ancient Forbidden Road in the City of No Tears, otherwise, if those old fellows come, we’ll have no chance.”

Pan Yuming dropped his frivolous demeanor, speaking seriously and gravely.

Upon hearing this, Ji Taichong’s expression abruptly changed, and when he looked at Qi Meng again, there was no trace of emotion.

It was a gaze that one might give a dead person.

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